In The Morning 

And I said please, just let me be

And in the morning, I see my lover

He keeps calling out to me

And by the noontide, I see my sister

She keeps calling out to me

And in the tree tops I see my true self

She keeps callin' out to me

And in the valley I see my ego

And it keeps calling out to me

And in the forest, I see my young self

She keeps calling out to me

Words resounding, and words so softly

They keep calling out to me

And in the churches, I see the sinners

They keep singing out to me

And in the downtown bars I see them true folk

They keep calling out to me