00:09Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I heard
00:13Was a song that sat my window, and the traffic wrote the words
00:18It came reeling up like Christmas bells, and rapping up like whites and drums
00:27Oh, won't you stay, we'll go on the day, and we'll wear it till the night comes
00:37Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I saw
00:41Was the sun through yellow curtains, and a rainbow on the wall
00:46Blue, red, green, and gold to welcome you, crimson crystal beads to beaken
00:54Oh, won't you stay, we'll go on the day, there's a sun show every second
01:04Now the curtain opens, on a portrait of today
01:08And the streets are paved with passes by, and pigeons fly, and papers lie
01:13Waiting to go away
01:22Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I knew
01:26There was milk and toast and honey, and a bowl of oranges too
01:31And the sun poured in like butterscotch, and stuck to all my senses
01:40Oh, won't you stay, we'll put on the day, and we'll talk in present tenses
01:49Now the curtain closes, and the rainbow runs away
01:54I will bring you incense towels, by night, by candlelight, by fuel light
01:59And if only you will stay
02:01Woke up, it's a Chelsea morning
