Softly as in a morning sunrise, the light of love comes stealing into a new born day Flaming without the glow of sunrise, a gentle breeze comes stealing vile along the way All the questions are trill love, lift you high to heaven And all the questions that kill love, let it flow away So as the story softly, as in an evening sunset Come out and give him glory, we'll take it all away Softly as in a morning sunrise, the light of love comes stealing into a new born day Flaming without the glow of sunrise, a gentle breeze comes stealing vile along the way All the questions are trill love, lift you high to heaven And all the questions that kill love, let it flow away So as the story softly, as in an evening sunset Come out and give him glory, we'll take it all away