The moon is in my mirror

And the sun has broken morning for me;

The sea is shifting in song,

Singing that she's called me out by name.

 

And this is all for me--the morning sky,

The breeze, and the drifting birds at my side;

Life is all around, and it's all for free.

 

The day has done it's dawning;

And the blue has painted morning once more;

The shore is wooing the sea,

And its sweet salt spray hangs in the breeze.

 

And this is all for me:

The crashing surf, the towering trees,

And the wandering wave of the road.

Life is all around, and it's all for free.