The morning light exerts its power
There is magic in the colors it reflects
It's as if a spell is cast over all that
I see. Suddenly as those beams pull
Away, a new skyline emerges, more
Subdued, subtle as quiet as the dawn
Morning light
The morning light exerts its power
There is magic in the colors it reflects
It's as if a spell is cast over all that
I see. Suddenly as those beams pull
Away, a new skyline emerges, more
Subdued, subtle as quiet as the dawn
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