Paul Weller Pan
He is not the God of creation
But he is the Lord of the morning light
With his song that floats on up
Through the daybreak, it is he
That will stay day long
Through the dawns early mists that rise with the river
Through the sound of the world once more awake
You can feel his presence strong
As forever as once more
The ice of night time melts
Give way the day, give way the day
As we start again
Is he not the God of creation?
Is he not the God of creation?
Is he not the God of creation?
