When I am the morning sun, I kiss the mountaintops I turn them red and orange to mark my arrival To say this is the starting line of life, not just survival I fill the valleys with cotton and mist and raise it to ease your eyes open Softly, gently, I bring you to me… When I am the morning sun, I greet you with a smile A smile a mile wide and ten miles high I live and breathe my life in to everything around, just to wake you Just to see you Just to be, with you I kiss the clouds, each and every one I kiss them and tell them who you are My lover, my friend, my soft cheek where my lips press The one I trusted above all the rest… When I am the morning sun, I race for miles to be at your window To light up your room, to warm your soul To prepare you for the day, another day of life A life you don’t take for granted A life that starts with me kissing you softly When I am the morning sun, I rise knowing you are the one and only And I give that to you so you never have to feel lonely… When I am the morning sun…