A warm heart, a lion's will
The morning breeze is still
Day is beginning, the night
Gives way to birds in flight.
All this is yours and much more
No one has felt ever before
Gentle blooms sofly sway
Never again will this come our way.
Precious moments to listen and hear
Perfect time to put away our fear
It is the awakening of the hour
His creation begins with a flower.
The morning breeze is still
Day is beginning, the night
Gives way to birds in flight.
All this is yours and much more
No one has felt ever before
Gentle blooms sofly sway
Never again will this come our way.
Precious moments to listen and hear
Perfect time to put away our fear
It is the awakening of the hour
His creation begins with a flower.