The Glorious Morning of Day

What makes us happy that we have woken up each morning.

Wake me at the first light of dawn.
Wake me with your beautiful song.
Run my hand through your hair.
The thick blankets we will share.
In the morning I hit all my highs.
For it is then that I first see your eyes.
Glorious is the gleam of your stare.
It takes away all my air.
In the light of the early grace.
I wake to the beauty of your face.
That's when I know I never want us to part.
Because that's when I feel you forever hold my heart.