Once again the day brokes over your pale shoulder
The sun looks like a Huldra through the frosty glass
Your hair is floating all over the pillow
If you were awake I'd give you
All the things I never give you
But you, I give you my morning
I give you my day
Our curtain starts weakly where the sun's rays are streaming
The dreams of the night are tumbling around far beyond your eyes
You're dreaming about something beautiful, I see that you're smiling slightly
If you were awake I'd give you
All the things I never give you
But you, I give you my morning
I give you my day
Outside our window we hear the songs of the ground
Day is coming like a restless child in springtime
Listen to the song that the soil is singing
If you were awake I'd give you
All the things I never give you
But you, I give you my morning
I give you my day
Your eye is shivering like the brittle wing of a dragonfly
The smelt of the sun in your hair around the forehead is arching
You, I think we're flying into the sun
If you were awake I'd give you
All the things I never give you
But you, I give you my morning
I give you my day
But you, I give you my morning
I give you my day