1I was the leaves that whisper take me off this tree2And when the wind gave us her tender, tender breeze3My blood was not enough4My hands were meek, my feet got stuck5But oh.....behold6What love may conquer7Morning, it breathes and makes me wonder8If morning breeze bereaved of breath9Would ease my pain, would sooth my sense10No nothing will outlive this glory11The darkest night will find me gone12I will be amidst the morning13I´ll find my home in break of dawnListen to full