There must be something wrong
For love’s not choking on her song
There must be some mistake
When robins wake a winter day
There must be some mistake
Your smile
The horizon of my heart
To stammer out a day
Like a baby first time talking
Here I am
It’s me
I’m here
And I’ll hold you
As morning holds a star
If morning never held a star before
And I’ll hold you
In grateful arms that sing
No more sad songs
No more
No more night skies
I’ve got a sunrise
An unquiet heart
A quieting hand has stilled
An empty cradle filled
No more sad songs
No more sad songs, no more
No more night skies, I’ve got a sunrise
A sunrise
A sunrise
I’ve got a sunrise