@migu music@

Ever again the morning creeps across your shoulders

Through he 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 give you the morning

I give you the day

Through the waving curtain wall, the sun comes 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 give you the morning

I give you the day

Close beneath the window cill, the earth is humming

Like an eager Christmas child, the day is coming

Listen to the morning's 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 give you the morning

I give you the day

Like an antique ballroom fan, your eyelids flutter

Sunlight streams across your eyes through open shutters

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've told you

Behold, I give you the morning

I give you the day