Oh, day - the day begins; I'm only half awake,
And it's grey: the colour of the fading darkness,
The risen Son, I call his name,
And when I look up, I expect to see the morning star above me,
It's hard to find the words,
I can't even speak, except to say hallelujah.
Sometimes I sing by myself,
Sometimes we sing together,
I like to make some noise,
I'd like to stir it up.
I pray - I thank the Lord for another chance to wake,
And I say... I say I want to be a servant,
But I cannot even speak, except to say hallelujah.
Sometimes I sing by myself,
Sometimes we sing together,
I like to make some noise,
I like to stir it up.
