At Dawn She Comes: Your Big Bright Beautiful World

Your Big Bright Beautiful World

In your big bright beautiful world, pretty mamma
Won’t you tell me what you see?
In your big bright beautiful world, pretty mamma
Won’t you tell me what you see?
Are there streams of gold each morning?
A blazing rose in the sea each eve?
In your big bright beautiful world, pretty mamma
Is there room enough for me?
For me?
For me?
Your sweet loving boy to be?
For me?
For me?
For me?

Saw you down by the water pump
All your curls had come undone
Sweating in your blue spring dress
Dancing in the midday sun
I picked you six tall daisies
I wrote you letters three
Begging you to take the heart
Of your sweet loving boy to be
To be
To be
Your sweet loving boy to be
To be
To be
To be

In your big bright beautiful eyes, pretty mamma
Want me to tell you what I see?
In your big bright beautiful eyes, pretty mamma
Yeah, I’ll tell you what I see!
I see warrior under night skies
I see a princess sad sighing
In your big bright beautiful eyes, pretty mamma
I see the end and beginning
Of me
Of me
Your sweet loving boy to be
Of me
Of me
Of me