| 歌曲 | Morning Is Coming |
| 歌手 | Les Enfants |
| 专辑 | Les Enfants |
| Love, when its dark across your bed | |
| And you’re staring at the ceiling | |
| Wishing i was there | |
| Hum this simple lullaby | |
| And kiss your quiet room farewell | |
| No, don’t you worry ‘bout a thing | |
| I’ll be there when you close your eyes | |
| Night after night | |
| Cause i’m waiting by the tide | |
| My gaze on the horizon | |
| Where our dreams collide | |
| For your feather sails unfurled | |
| To fly swift across the archipelago | |
| There no one will ever find us | |
| Caught up in the wild and sacred hours | |
| So don’t you worry ‘bout a thing | |
| I’ll be there when you close your eyes | |
| Night after night | |
| We’ve been drudging through the vacant hours | |
| These aching hours dreaming of | |
| When you and i will never sleep apart again | |
| But till that morning comes | |
| We’ll waltz the ink and diamond sky | |
| Your california life | |
| Forgotten in the stride | |
| Our feet, bare and treading light | |
| Sweep beneath the pine ‘till morrow comes | |
| When that crimson kiss of sunrise | |
| Pulls you back to life on the other side | |
| But don’t you worry bout a thing | |
| I’ll be there when you close your eyes | |
| Night after night |
| Love, when its dark across your bed | |
| And you' re staring at the ceiling | |
| Wishing i was there | |
| Hum this simple lullaby | |
| And kiss your quiet room farewell | |
| No, don' t you worry ' bout a thing | |
| I' ll be there when you close your eyes | |
| Night after night | |
| Cause i' m waiting by the tide | |
| My gaze on the horizon | |
| Where our dreams collide | |
| For your feather sails unfurled | |
| To fly swift across the archipelago | |
| There no one will ever find us | |
| Caught up in the wild and sacred hours | |
| So don' t you worry ' bout a thing | |
| I' ll be there when you close your eyes | |
| Night after night | |
| We' ve been drudging through the vacant hours | |
| These aching hours dreaming of | |
| When you and i will never sleep apart again | |
| But till that morning comes | |
| We' ll waltz the ink and diamond sky | |
| Your california life | |
| Forgotten in the stride | |
| Our feet, bare and treading light | |
| Sweep beneath the pine ' till morrow comes | |
| When that crimson kiss of sunrise | |
| Pulls you back to life on the other side | |
| But don' t you worry bout a thing | |
| I' ll be there when you close your eyes | |
| Night after night |