Chelsea Morning

Woke up it was a Chelsea Morning and the first thing that I heard
Was a song outside my window, the traffic wrote the words.
It came a-ringing up like Christmas bells,
Wrapping up like pipes and drums.
Oh, won't you stay, we'll put on a day,
And wear it till the night comes.

Woke up it was a Chelsea Morning and the first thing that I saw
Was the sun through yellow curtains and a rainbow on my wall.
Red, green and gold to welcome you,
Crimson crystal beads to beckon.
Oh, won't you stay, we'll put on a day,
There's a sun show every second.

Now the curtain opens on a portrait of today,
And the streets are paved with passers by.
Pigeons fly, papers lie, awaiting to blow away.

Woke up it was a Chelsea Morning and the first thing that I knew
There was milk and toast and honey, and a bowl of oranges too.
And the sun poured in like butterscotch,
Stuck to all my senses
Oh, won't you stay, we'll put on a day,
And we'll talk in present tenses.

When the curtain closes and the rainbow blows away,
I will bring you in scence owls by night.
By candle light, by jewel light,
If only you will stay.
Oh, pretty  baby.
Won't you wake up it's a Chelsea Morning.