Softly, As In A Morning Sunrise - Abbey Lincoln

　　Softly as in a morning sunrise

　　The light of love comes stealing

　　Into a newborn day

　　Oh flaming with all the glow of sunrise

　　A burning kiss is sealing

　　A vow that all betray

　　For the passions that thrill love

　　And take you high to heaven

　　Are the passions that kill love

　　And let it fall to hell

　　So ends the story

　　Softly as in a morning sunrise

　　The light that gave you glory

　　Will take it all away

　　For the passions that thrill love

　　And lift you high to heaven

　　Are the passions that kill love

　　And let it fall to hell

　　So ends the story

　　Softly as in a morning sunrise

　　The light that gave you glory

　　Will take it all away

　　Softly

　　Softly

　　Softly

　　Softly