Lyric

Morning light, still sleeping in the street

Gently brushing the town, where shadows meet

The dreams I traced with fingertips alone

Dissolve in waves, like seeds that weren't sown

Hey, whose voice is that?

Echoing deep, where the memories sat

On a morning turning into wind, I remember you

Your voice still lingers, pulling me through

Wrapping the broken sky in a soft embrace

Quietly breathing, in this hollow space

A tiny flower, blooming all alone

Smiling in a corner, to the world unknown

Deep down, I know it understands it all

The weight of the pain, through the rise and fall

Surrendering to where the breezes go

I whisper your name, so soft and low

On a morning turning into wind, can you hear my prayer?

Your wishes are alive, held in the air

Gently smoothing out the sleeping land

Breathing again, reaching for your hand

When the wind dies down, I’ll close my eyes

Waiting for the dawn, under morning skies

Because here, in this heart

Love still remains