Lyric

White morning wind, gently through the window

Brings me back from my dream

Usually, you’d be here waking me

Feels like I’m seeing the dream’s next scene

Two teacups we once paired

Jasmine floating in the one you liked

I pour the same into both

Trying to feel you by my side

Through the curling steam

Your memories sway

Laughter and tears from our noisy days

Were warm because you were always there

Even the digital clocks chasing every day

Our love measured minute by minute

Shattered in the mirror’s reflection

Even though it’s what we wanted, we lost it

The T-shirt hanging on the wall today

Seems to slump, lonely and sad

I never noticed when you were here

How dullness could hurt so bad

White morning wind, gently through the window

Brings me back from my dream

Usually, you’d be here waking me

Feels like I’m seeing the dream’s next scene

Two teacups on the table still

Your scent in one, mine in the other

Every morning reminds me

Of a love I can’t recover

White morning wind, whispering

You’re gone, but I remember everything