For the Quiet Morning Hours

For the Quiet Morning Hours

Words and music by Christopher Kent

You were like a swallow on a night with silver candles
Flying swiftly from the darkness on a slender silver thread
And we flew across the daylight in a blaze of loving laughter
And we shamed the solemn silence when the evening bowed its head
I will not lie and tell you that I’m sorry how it happened
That the colors slowly faded when the candles melted down
Being loved by you was something I’ll remember quite a while
For the quiet morning hours when the rain is coming down

There is love and there is sorrow in a good misunderstanding
And we saw the best of both worlds in our trip across the sky
The sun was gold with glory and the moon was gray with dust….

And I will not mourn the passing of something so fine—
It’s too easy to be sorry that it ended on the ground
Being loved by you was something I’ll remember quite a while
For the quiet morning hours when the rain is coming down

Copyright 1972 by Christopher Kent. All rights reserved.