Where is the morning That will lead me to the day And where is the sweetheart Who will take the pain away And I am a dreamer And wonderer by trade How little I've found, How little I've made But the more I know The more I wonder From the setting of the sun To the dawning of the day And the questions to be asked Are beyond number Only this much for certain I can say There is no night, but longing for the day And where is the warm place To keep me from the cold And where are my children To give me life when I grow old A builder of bridges to the beyond, To the unseen How little I've found, Just where have I been But the more I know The more I wonder From the setting of the sun To the dawning of the day And the questions to be asked Are beyond number Only this much for certain I can say There is no night, but longing for the day There is no night, but longing for the day But the more I know The more I wonder From the setting of the sun To the dawning of the day And the questions to be asked Are beyond number Only this much for certain I can say There is no night, but longing for the day There is no night, but longing for the day