the morning sun rises out of the mist, as secret birds begin to sing; I walk along in communion with You, and see Your hand in everything. the morning air smells of lilacs in bloom, their blossoms gleaming wet with dew; You fill my heart with mysterious peace, whenever I'm alone with You. whatever else I do, wherever I may roam; when day is through, sweet Jesus, I want to go home with You. sky red as blood at the foot of the cross, the wonder at the edge of night; You've loved me with an eve...

(hook)the silence of night is the sound of morning; 1. shadows and memories are stealing all my dreams. bittersweet thoughts of her in the pale moonlight clutter my heart with impossible schemes. (hook) 2. loneliness is searching for a reason and a rhyme; prisms of light refracting in a fallen tear, broken hearts heal with the passing of time. (hook) sorrow and hopelessness will slowly fade away; tomorrow the sun will rise and birds will sing again. darkness will flee in the first light of d...

lately I feel as though I'm in the eye of a hurricane of the heart; I've seen myself reflected deep in your eyes, and I'll never be quite the same. we've seen the shadows of what might have been, and it's tearing us both apart. the years have come and gone and I realize I have only myself to blame. baby, it's all right to cry, I know it hurts to say good bye; believe me, it's all that I can do to keep myself from crying, too. baby, it's all right... baby, it's all right... it's all right... I...