The sunlight finds my pillow,
And your name’s the first I breathe,
Though the miles stretch between us,
You still wake up next to me.
In the quiet glow of morning,
I can feel you through the screen,
Every “good morning” that we whisper
Builds a bridge between our dreams.
Good morning, my faraway love,
I feel you in the light above,
The world’s still turning, hearts still near,
Even oceans disappear.
Coffee steams beside my window,
And I see your face in clouds,
We’re two souls in different cities,
But our hearts still speak out loud.
And though I can’t hold you tightly,
I can close my eyes instead,
Hear your laughter in the silence,
Feel you dancing in my head.
Good morning, my faraway love,
I feel you in the light above,
The world’s still turning, hearts still near,
Even oceans disappear.
One dawn we’ll break the distance,
No more calls before we sleep,
Every sunrise will be our witness,
To the promise we will keep.
Good morning, my faraway love,
The sky’s our roof, the stars enough,
Every heartbeat, every year,
Brings your voice a little near.
So I’ll wake up with your light in mind,
Till the day your soul meets mine —
Good morning, my faraway love.