In Reinhard's transcription above, there were two words in the second verse that didn't seem right to me, so I changed to the words in italics. I can't make out what Wyndham-Read sings in the second line, but the Gracenotes sing soothes, and that makes sense to me. I listened to the recordings by Martyn Wyndham-Read and The Gracenotes

Exercise No 77
(Graeme Miles)

You are the light, the silver light of dawn.
You are the song, the song the linnet sings.
You are the sun, the sun that makes me warm.
You are my morning.
You are my morning.
You are my morning.
Oh yes you are.
You are my morning.
Oh yes you are.

You are the dove, the dove that brings me peace.
You are the breeze, the breeze that soothes my brow.
You are the rain, the rain that cools my cheek.
You are my comfort.
You are my comfort.
You are my comfort.
Oh yes you are.
You are my comfort.
Oh yes you are.

You are the air in every breath I breathe.
You are the thought that never leaves my mind.
You are the pulse that makes my heart to beat.
You are my life.
You are my life.
You are my life.
Oh yes you are.
And you’re my morning.
And you’re my comfort.
And you’re my life.
Oh yes you are.


Adapted from the songbook of the White Horse Folk Club (wish I could figure out how to download this book)


I think it's a lovely song. I could sing this to my wife and mean every word of it.