Neil Young - All Those Dreams (Orchestral) lyrics

When the morning comes and
You’re still sleeping
With all those dreams in your pretty head
I light a fire while the sun comes creeping
All across the meadow bed
The old clock has stopped, no longer ticking
No longer counting every second

Out by the car our snowman's melting
Nothing can bring him back now
His smile a twig and his nose a cucumber
His eyes two pine cones looking out
We got pictures of him
Like little kids laughing
In the snow we were walking hand in hand

We went looking for a big surprise
And we found before our eyes
Two white elk grazing on the green

Then we heard the honkers coming
Landing on the lake of summer
Nesting there and waiting for a dream

When the morning comes and
You’re still sleeping
With all those dreams in your pretty head
I'll light a fire and the sun comes creeping
All across the meadow bed