fernando ortega
this good day
Morning sun and morning glories Pouring down the hill, Through my window I can feel the ocean breeze.  Noisy sparrows fill the oak trees Swallows can't stay still, And in the glad commotion Lord, you speak to me  [Chorus] If the rain clouds come Or the cold winds blow, You're the one who goes before me And in my heart I know  This goody day It is a gift from you. The world is turning in its place Because you made it to. I lift my voice To sing a song of praise On this good day.  I will walk to Woodman's Cove, The fishing boats are leaving, Seagulls follow just above the water.  I will wait until the sunset Brings them home again, Rigging lines and anchors in the harbor.  [Chorus]