As Sandy said, Gordon Boks' Turning toward the morning. ...It's a pity we dont know what the little flowers know
They cant face the cold November, they cant take the wind and snow
They put their glories all behind them, bow their heads and let it go
But, you know they'll be there shining in the morning.

...if I had a thing to give you I would tell you one more time
That the world is always turning toward the morning.