Pour Me Another Cup, the Day Is Young

Lyrics

Morning on the porch with a chipped blue teapot
Steam curls up like a lazy thought
You've got the crossword, I've got the sunshine
Neither of us hurried, neither of us caught
The postman whistles and the cat stretches
The washing waves hello
There's nowhere that we have to be this morning
And nothing we need to know

So pour me another cup, the day is young
There's honey on the table and a song to be sung
The sun is on the steps and the garden's in tune
Pour me another cup, we've got all afternoon

You read me out a clue about a river
Seven letters, starts with a Y
I guess it wrong and you laugh so kindly
Under the wide and open sky
The neighbour's wind chimes join our humming
The roses lean in to hear
It's a small and golden kind of morning
The kind we wish for all the year

So pour me another cup, the day is young
There's honey on the table and a song to be sung
The sun is on the steps and the garden's in tune
Pour me another cup, we've got all afternoon

Some days ask for mountains
Some days ask for more
This one asks for toast crumbs
And your shoes beside the door
I'll take the little hours
Stirred slow and sweet
With you across the table
And the sun across our feet

So pour me another cup, the day is young
There's honey on the table and a song to be sung
The sun is on the steps and the garden's in tune
Pour me another cup, we've got all afternoon

We've got all afternoon
We've got all afternoon