It's a morning full of innocence

as the day defeats the night

and the sun shines down like a gift from God

and the world is new and bright.

The moment seems so holy

as I see you walk my way.

But a prayer requires a sacrifice

and someone has to pay

for this beautiful day -

such a beautiful day. 



When I close my hands around your neck

don't be upset with me.

'Cause all of us are just passing through,

we stay awhile and then we leave.

And if the Lord should call you early,

does it matter anyway?

Could there be a better time to go?

Could there be a better way

than on this beautiful day?

Such a beautiful day -

this beautiful day.

What a beautiful day.

This beautiful day -

your final day.