

Morning opens wide and slow
Feathers stitch the air below
Wheels roll past like tiny chimes
The park keeps easy,
patient time
Easy morning,
carry me
Through the trees and through the street
Little bells and drifting breeze
Hold this hour close to me
Far off, a passing
yellow tone Then it fades and leaves us home
Footsteps come and footsteps go
Under branches bending low (ooh)
Morning stays a little while
(ooh) Soft and simple,
soft and mild