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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Good morning
My love
Used to arrive in blue light
Your name on the glass
Before I opened my eyes
Little buzz on the nightstand
Coffee steam in the air
It was a kind of calendar
That said you were there
[Chorus]
Now I watch you walk out that door into heat
Sun on your shoulders
Leaving my side of the bed still asleep
But colder
Colder
I used to wake up to your name
Now it’s footsteps in the hallway frame
You walking out that door into heat
And I stay under the sheets
[Verse 2]
You’re tying your laces
I’m tracing the curve of your key
Same old chipped mug
On the counter between you and me
You say
“I’ll see you tonight”
Kiss my hair
Check the time
I swallow goodbye
Like I’m swallowing pride
[Chorus]
‘Cause I watch you walk out that door into heat
Sun on your shoulders
Leaving my side of the bed still asleep
But colder
Colder
I used to wake up to your name
Now it’s footsteps in the hallway frame
You walking out that door into heat
And I stay under the sheets
[Bridge]
Was it always like this?
Or did it quietly shift?
From messages and missed calls
To you standing in my kitchen
Same three words
But they land so different
Are you coming back home
Or just coming back here?
[Chorus]
Still I watch you walk out that door into heat
Sun on your shoulders
Leaving my side of the bed half-complete
And colder
Colder
I used to wake up to your name
Like comfort
Like home
Like a flame
Now you’re walking out that door into heat
And I’m burning under these sheets
Details
GeneratedApr 2, 2026
Duration3:13
LanguageEnglish
Style
Intimate alt-pop ballad with female vocals; soft fingerpicked guitar and dusty piano under a close, breathy lead. First verse stays fragile and spacious; chorus blooms with low synth pad, warm bass, and subtle vocal doubles. Light percussion enters on second pass, with a gentle swell into a hushed, lingering outro., light
Credits
Prompt byTurboShark577
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Good morning, my love.
I still remember when my phone would light up with your name, every single morning like clockwork, like comfort, like home.
Now I watch you walk out that door instead…
into heat
