I Give You the Morning

Ever again the morning creeps across your shoulder Through the frosted window pane the sun grows bolder Your hair flows down your pillow, you're still sleeping. I think I'll wake you now and hold you Tell you again the things I told you Behold I give you the morning hm, I give you the day Through the waving curtain wall the sun is streaming Far behind your flickering eyelids you're still dreaming You're dreaming of the good times and you're smiling I think I'll wake you now and hold you Tell you again the things I told you Behold I give you the morning hm, I give you the day Close beneath our window still the Earth is humming Like an eager Christmas child the day is coming Listen to the morning song it's singing. I think I'll wake you now and hold you Tell you again the things I told you Behold I give you the morning hm, I give you the day Like an antique ballroom fan your eyelids flutter Sunlight streams across your eyes through open shutter Now I think you're ready for the journey. I think I'll wake you now and hold you Tell you again the things I told you Behold I give you the morning hm, I give you the day