Highway Bright
Blake Matthew Simon Mills, Christopher Michael Weisman
When the sun came up today
The clouds all blew away
When the clouds all blew away
It was morning
Though I had been prepared
I had no black to wear
But I don't think you would care
This morning
Along that highway bright
I wondered how we might
But we made it through alright
This morning
When the sun came up today
The clouds all blew away
As I thought of what to say
This morning