Daybreak
Daybreak--another new day
The mist on the meadow is drifting away
For it's daybreak; the sun's in the sky now
And flowers break through their blanket of dew
Sunrise--how lovely it seems
To see from my window a sky full of dreams
As the white clouds sail on through the blue
At daybreak I daydream of you
Writer/s: Ferde Grof / Harold Adamson
