Eugeny Manyahin — Sun Rays On Your Face

Waking up slowly as the shadows fade.
Listening to the quiet promises we made.
The world outside is starting to move.
But I'm right here,
caught in this groove. In the morning on some days.
Catching the sunrays on your face.
On your face, on your face. In the morning on some days.
Catching the sunrays on your face.
Soft light streaming through the open blind.
Leaving all the worries far behind.
Golden colors dancing on your skin.
This is where the magic begins.
In the morning on some days. Catching the sunrays on your face.
On your face, on your face. In the morning on some days.
Catching the sunrays on your face.
Time slows down when the light hits right.
Turning the morning into soft sunlight.
Nothing else matters, nowhere to be.