Will Cookson Lyrics
"Winter Morning"

Frost in the morning in blankets on the fields where the birds sing hallelujah
And bring the dawn in before the church bells peel and the choir sings hallelujah

Ice in the window and on the window sill where the sun gleams oh how the sun gleams
As in a hollow the morning mist hangs still and the birds fly through the light beams

And the dreams that we left outside have thawed out and turned out alright
Like the nightmares we had last night have gone now the morning's light

Oh sweet babe we'll keep you warm safe in our hearts evermore
And the winter will turn to spring as sure as the robins sing

From the hedgerows and all the naked fields in this quiet vale where the clouds sail
Over the white hills to where the rivers freeze and the snow falls and the wind calls

Hallelujah