[Verse 1]
Morning has come with the first rays of sun
Breaking through our window pane
Songs fill the air but there's no singer there
Just an old wooden guitar playin'

[Verse 2]
Writing a song, won't take very long
Trying not to use the word "old"
Thinkin' about takin' chances and doubts
That still linger in the cold

[Chorus]
Looking forward all that I can see
Is good things happening to you and to me
I'm not waiting for times to change
I'm goin' to live like a free roamin' soul
On the highway of our love

[Chorus]
Looking forward all that I can see
Is good things happening to you and to me
I'm not waiting for times to change
I want to live like a free roamin' soul
On the highway of our love
[Verse 1]
Morning has come with the first rays of sun
Breaking through our window pane
Songs fill the air but there's no singer there
Just an old wooden guitar playin'