Текст песни
The city's shedding its heavy coat of grey,
Watch the melted ice just wash away.
I'm breathing in the crisp and morning air,
Finding my rhythm, without a single care.
The first sunbeam caresses, wakes my skin,
The world is quiet before the rush kicks in.
I'm passing through the fog, the park is still,
Chasing the horizon with a spark of will.
Then I see your silhouette in the golden haze,
Cutting through the static of my lonely days.
And just like that, I'm picking up the pace,
Leaving every winter in a different space.
Our eyes collide right here on the map,
Like everything we wanted fell into our lap.
I'm moving on momentum, my pulse is a drum,
But my soul just pivoted from feeling numb.
I turned around to see if you were looking back at me,
To burn the bridges down and set the moment free.
And you turned around — eyes full of morning light,
We're writing a new story, and it's looking bright.
My breathing is in sync as I'm flying past,
But I want to make this second really last.
You gave me a smile, and the world stood still,
The kind of cinematic, accidental thrill.
Maybe tomorrow we'll meet again at five,
To keep this little spark of us alive.
But for now, it's just the sun and the morning dew,
And a playlist humming in a shade of blue.
Our eyes collide right here on the map,
Like everything we wanted fell into our lap.
I'm moving on momentum, my pulse is a drum,
But my soul just pivoted from feeling numb.
I turned around to see if you were looking back at me,
To burn the bridges down and set the moment free.
And you turned around — eyes full of morning light,
We're writing a new story, and it's looking bright.
Were you looking back...
Was I looking too...
First morning sun.
Springtime. Me and you.
