Morning
Sarah Jarosz
Morning finds you on the shore
Quiet coastline, never asked for more
Morning finds you in the sand
I will be there holding out my hand
Great blue heron, calling out your name
I still hear her whispering the same
Drifting higher in the blue
Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you
Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you
Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you
Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you
Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you
Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you