In the very last light of another day, as the sun, like your faith, is fading away,
As the evening rests in the last daylight, it's teaching us something about the night.

And it's just like me, it's just like you, to miss the plan behind what we're going through...and it's hard to see the light.

Just like a brand new day follows the longest night,
In the dark on your way, well, I hold onto the hope in you, my morning light.

It's a cold, cold world and there's nothing worse than to walk with the wounded and cry with the hurt,
It feels like midnight; you're the last lonely one,
You're as far from love as the moon from the sun.

And it just like me, and it just like you, to not see the hand behind what we're going through...and it's hard to see the light.

Just like a brand new day follows the longest night,
In the dark on your way, well, I hold onto the hope in you, my morning light.

Morning light,
My morning light, ooh, (my morning light)
Morning light,
My morning light, ooh, (that's what you are)
Morning light,
My morning light, ooh. (my morning light)

Ooh.

Lord, please, I'm asking of you: won't you tell me, somehow, what you want me to do'
I'm a great believer in your master plan...but it's hard to know, sometimes, right where you stand.

And it's just like me to miss your cue and not see your touch in what I'm going through,
It's not simple in the dark.

Just like a brand new day follows the longest night,
In the dark on your way, well, I hold onto the hope in you, my morning light.

Morning light,
My morning light, ooh,
Morning light,
My morning light, ooh, (don't you know you're my morning light')
Morning light, (my morning light)
My morning light, ooh, (that's what you are, yeah, yeah)
You're my morning light, (oh)
My morning light, ooh, (you're my morning, my morning, my morning, you're my morning light)
You're my morning light, (you're my morning light)
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