From the recording Doxologies
Lyrics
good morning / softly the sun is waking / all of the stars are singing as they fade to day / as the kettle's making steam / I am grasping to my dream of you / and old eyes are made new /
From the recording Doxologies
good morning / softly the sun is waking / all of the stars are singing as they fade to day / as the kettle's making steam / I am grasping to my dream of you / and old eyes are made new /