It was a beautiful morning

On a hill where the wind only carried the sound

Of the mockingbird's song

And I was thinking about you



All the flowers were dancing

One by one they all told me of the time

That had been and the time that will be

And I was thinking about you



I walked on down by the river

Saw the sails on the ships that were leaving

For places I could only dream of

And I was thinking about you



The river ran to the ocean

I walked through the market and stared 

at the harbor lights

Through the soft rain

And I was thinking about you



I stood alone in the city

And the song I was singing was a cry in the night

For the morning to come

And I was thinking about you



It was a beautiful morning

On a hill where the wind only carried the sound

Of the mockingbird's song

And I was thinking about you