Turning Toward the Morning

When the deer has bedded down

And the bear has gone to ground

And the northern goose has wandered off

To warmer bay and sound

It's so easy in the cold to feel

The darkness of the year

And the heart is growing lonely for the morning

Oh, my Joanie, don't you know

That the stars are swingin' slow

And the seas are rollin' easy

As they did so long ago

And if I had a thing to give you

I would tell you one more time

That the world is always turning toward the morning

Now October's growin' thin

And November's comin' home

You'll be thinking of the seasons

And the sad things that you've seen

And you hear that old wind walkin'

Hear him singin' high and thin

You could swear he's out there singin' of your sorrow

Oh, my Joanie, don't you know

That the stars are swingin' slow

And the seas are rollin' easy

As they did so long ago

If I had a thing to give you

I would tell you one more time

That the world is always turning toward the morning

When the darkness falls around you

And the north wind comes to blow

And you hear him call your name out

As he walks the brittle snow

That old wind don't mean you trouble,

He don't care or even know

He's just walkin' down the darkness toward the morning

Oh, my Joanie, don't you know

That the stars are swingin' slow

And the seas are rollin' easy

As they did so long ago

If I had a thing to give you

I would tell you one more time

That the world is always turning toward the morning

It's a pity we don't know

What the little flowers know

They can't face the cold November

They can't take the wind and snow

They put their glories all behind them

Bow their heads and let it go

But you know they'll be there shining in the morning