January is too cold you tell me from your bed
I'll lie here and wait for warmer days to come instead
This is your wake up
This is your wake up call
This is your wake up
This is your wake up call
Waiting for the world to change is such a poor excuse
When it does you're still the same, and then you are no use
This is your wake up
This is your wake up call
This is your wake up
This is your wake up call
This is your wake up
This is your wake up call
Your wake up call
April is a bitter month you tell me from your bed
I'll lie here and wait till Jesus rises from the dead
This is your wake up
This is your wake up call
This is your wake up
This is your wake up call
This is your wake up
This is your wake up call
Your wake up call
And the leaves fall when they want to
And the trees let go 'cause they know they should
And the new green comes in April
Putting all that time into something good
This is your wake up
This is your wake up call
This is your wake up
This is your wake up call
This is your wake up
This is your wake up call
Your wake up call
Wake up
