Just a sunrise on another suburban day,
And the early morning feeling is drifting away.
The sound of distant footsteps echo the dawn,
The trees cast off the night-time shadows they’ve worn.

And in the city the people are stirring,
Soon the rat race will be turning.
Suburban sunrise you calm my mind,
You feed emotions of a mellow kind.
You make me feel like nothing’s real,
As you touch my senses and a thought you steal.
Suburban sunrise I don’t want to go,
To the city street where the pace isn’t slow.
Suburban sunrise you know more than I’ll ever know.

Your rays of light dance fleetingly across the room,
Flowing in time to the radio’s lazy tune.
The warm and silent breeze gently brushes my face,
I know I want to stay awhile in this time and place.

And in the city the people are stirring,
Soon the rat race will be turning.
Suburban sunrise I don’t want to go,
To the city streets where the pace isn’t slow.
Where the dangerous strangers and the prophets meet,
Where I’ll lose my balance and the ground at my feet.
Suburban sunrise you’re just a dream,
A vision of how the world could be.
Yet suburban sunrise you seem so real to me.

Another sunrise on another suburban day,
The early morning feeling, still drifting away.
A million footsteps have fallen to echo the dawn,
Countless night-time shadows the trees have worn.
 



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