Morning - Sarah Jarosz

Morning finds you on the shore

Quiet coastline, never asked for more

Morning finds you in the sand

I will be there holding out my hand

Great blue heron, calling out your name

I still hear her whispering the same

Drifting higher in the blue

Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you

Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you

Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you

Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you

Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you

Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you