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've told you

Behold, I'll give you the morning

I'll 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've told you

Behold, I'll give you the morning

I'll give you the day.

Close beneath our window sill 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've told you

Behold, I'll give you the morning

I'll give you the day.