Little Window
Little window
Little window open wide
Little window
Open on a clear blue sky
And let that sky be sweet
To cross an age for you
And take your comfort there, Dear
Baby's sleeping
Her sister's sleeping by her side
Mama's sleeping
And Daddy sings a lullaby
And let that song be sweet
To cross an age to you
And take your comfort there, Dear
Kitty's waiting
Waiting for that morning sky
Kitty's waiting
Morning comes and Kitty cries
And let those tears be sweet
To cross an age to you
And take your comfort there, Dear
Tiny fingers
Tiny fingers on a tiny hand
Tiny fingers
Reaching out to find a friend
That such a tiny hand
Should cross an age to me
And hold out such a sky
So clear and blue
And full of hope
So full of hope
So full of hope
Hope
Hope
Hope
Calvary
One night as I lay sleeping
I could hear children singing a song
When I woke up I was weeping
And I knew that something was terribly wrong
Who are all those children
And what do they want with me?
What's that song they're singing?
Something about Calvary
Calvary, up on Calvary
Jesus said, "Don't weep for me
No, don't weep for me
Weep for your children instead."
Who are all of those children anyway?
They ought to be home in bed
What happened to your Mama?
Where has your Daddy gone?
What happened to your big sister?
And why are you singing that dreadful song?
Take up your cross and follow
Wake up from your sleep
Wake up, wake up in sorrow
Wake up, wake up and weep
Take up your cross and follow
Won't you follow me?
Wake up, wake up in sorrow
Wake up on Calvary
The Price of a Sparrow
You can buy me for the price of a sparrow
And if you tell me I'm pretty I won't fly
Buy me for the price of a sparrow
But you have to promise to lie
What does a hooker know about loving?
And what does my Daddy know about me?
There's something wrong and I'm wondering
What could it possibly be?
I thought I was so happy
And I think it's such a shame
I thought I was so happy that day
That day you forgot my name
Let my song be your song
Let my song be your song
Let my song be your song
Like gentle rain on a grateful tree
Spill out my lost soul on me
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting like a star waits
Hiding in a sunny morn
Waiting like a song I've never sung
Always hiding
On a child's tongue
Winter
Hiding in a rosebud
Springtime
Waiting in the cold
Flowers
Growing where I never go
Always blooming
Roses in the snow
Starlight
Hiding in a morning
Lifetimes
Hiding in a day
Teardrops
Hiding in a watchful eye
So beloved
Never knowing why
Waiting
The Robin's Tiny Throat
I woke up one morning heard
a robin's song.
I asked that robin "Why do you sing?"
"It was a voice whose rhymes are worlds
That made my song for me
How could I not sing?"
I woke up one morning heard
a robin's song
I asked that robin "Who made your throat?"
"That same hand that flies
a million dawns
Made my tiny throat and wrote my songs
How could I not sing?"
I built an arbor and I asked the vine
"How come you grow so tall?"
"If I can make it above the wall
That same hand that holds out
hope for all
Will gild me in the morning sky
And though I cannot sing
That hand a gentle wind will bring
And make a rustling lullaby
For milky sleeping babes
How could I not grow?"
I woke up one morning and
I asked the sky
"How can you bear such emptiness?"
"For that bright eye that looks
out and smiles
And makes my night her day
What would I not bear?"
I woke up one morning and I heard her voice
She called me by my name
"What would I not give to be called her child?
What would I not give to be called her friend?"
I'm gonna wake up one morning
I'm gonna see her face
Smiling down on me
That robin's song and that morning sky
Are all the hope I need
I don't know how and I don't know why
But I'm gonna wake up one morning
And I'll see her face
Smiling Down on me
I'm gonna wake up one morning
I'm gonna wake up one morning
I'm gonna wake up one morning
A Weakness For Roses
Rocking in a grassy cradle
I want to wake up in your heart
Lift me up and call me sunshine
Take me where the roses grow
I want to be the song you sung me
How many years ago
Show me on my fingers
I really want to know
Show me on my fingers
Show me where the roses grow
Sitting at your starry table
I was a helpless gaping babe
Roses, roses
I've got a weakness for roses
What About My Father? (A Lullaby)
What about my father?
He's gone so far away
What song can reach him?
What song can reach him I can't say
He's like a little child
Just like a little child, sleeping where he lay
Shouldn't he have a morning?
Shouldn't he have a day?
I remember that morning
It was such a sunny day
You sang and you smiled
I tried to sing along
Back then I was the child
And you gave me my first song
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy, when skies are gray
Shouldn't you have a morning?
Shouldn't you have a day?
What was it that I knew then
That I let myself forget?
Wasn't my sunrise you then
And isn't this my sunset?
Shouldn't you have a morning?
Shouldn't you have a dawn?
Shouldn't you have a sunrise?
Shouldn't you have a song?
You can forget me
But forget your sorrow too
How can my heart let me
Let me let go of you
How can I let the dead bury you?
How can I stand apart?
How can I watch as that hopeful child
Loses the hope of his heart?
Your hands lie so harmlessly
On a forgiven breast
You became like a child to me
Innocent and blest
Now isn't there a heart that's all knowing?
And I know what that heart would do
Wouldn't it tremble, tremble and break
Break like a morning for you?
What about my father?
He's gone so far away
What song can reach you?
What song can reach you where you lay?
Shouldn't you have a morning?
Shouldn't you have a morning?
Shouldn't you have a morning?
Shouldn't you have a day?
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