Touch the Morning - Don Gibson

Take the time to touch the morning

Whoa, you’ll wish you had some day

Take the time to touch the morning

Before it slips away

Have you ever seen the sunshine

Peepin' through a window glass

Have you ever noticed Jack Frost

Etched so lightly on your grass

Have you ever tasted apples

With the dew still on the skin

Have you ever loved somebody

You’ll never see again

Take the time to touch the morning

Whoa, you’ll wish you had some day

Take the time to touch the morning

Before it slips away

Take the time to taste the sunshine

As it hangs there from the tree

Take the time to touch the morning

Touch the warm morn on your knees

I’ve been called a driftin' dreamer

A boy out of place

But I have touched the morning

Felt the cool upon my face

Take the time to touch the morning

Whoa, wished you had some day

Take the time to touch the morning

Before it slips away

Take the time to taste the sunshine

While it hangs there from the tree

Take the time to touch the morning

Touch the morning on your knees

Take the time to touch the morning

Whoa, you’ll wish you had some day

Take the time to touch the morning

Before it slips away