In the grey blue early hours of the morning There is frost on the grass The world has not yet woken You're holding my hand We open the windows We open the doors We open the windows We open the doors I put on the kettle You make the bed Both of us laid there Neither of us sleptIt has been a Long cold long cold Long dark long cold Long dark long cold Long cold long cold nightBreathe in, in and out, in and out Breathe in, in and out, in and outBut now we are here And now it is now Now we are here And now it is nowNow we are here And now it is now Now we are here And now it is now
