歌詞

Good morning little kitchen

Let's begin the slow way

I fill the kettle to the line

And set it on the blue

The tiles are cool beneath my feet

The window's letting through

The water starts its whisper

The flame begins to hum

Wake up slow, little home of mine

We've got nowhere to go

Fill this morning with Your love

And warm us nice and slow

The spoons are shining in the drawer

The mugs are lined like friends

The kitchen stretches, yawns awake

The morning light attends

The whisper turns to singing

The singing turns to steam

Wake up slow, little home of mine

We've got nowhere to go

Fill this morning with Your love

And warm us nice and slow

There's something in a kettle song

That makes a small heart glad

It's just the sound of time enough

The best sound morning has

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Wake up slow, little home of mine

We've got nowhere to go

Fill this morning with Your love

And warm us nice and slow

Wake up slow, little home of mine

We've got nowhere to go

Fill this morning with Your love

And warm us nice and slow

Good morning little kitchen

I heard the kettle sing