(Mike on lead)

The mist of the morning in this strange town,

lifted slowly with the sun,

refracted the rays in a thousand ways,

a new day just begun.



And it crowded against my window sill,

still sweet with the morning dew.



If only you knew,

how much I think of you.



Into the van and down the road,

along the highway fast.

With this band I ride through the countryside,

the seasons slidin' past.



(Mike, w others singing