"First light, falling through the seams,

First light, more than just a dream.

First light, striking soft and clear,

First light, and you're still here."

The night held its breath as I lay awake,

Haunted by shadows, a heart that could break.

I braced for the silence, the cold, empty air,

But the dawn kissed your face, and you were still there.

"First light, falling through the seam,

First light, more than just a dream.

First light, striking soft and clear,

First light, and you're still here."

Strings weave in, voice trembling with emotion

The world always taught me that love tends to leave,

A pattern of sorrow I learned to believe.

But the sun broke the darkness, it shattered my fear,

As the light traced your form, and I knew you were near.

"First light, falling through the seam,

First light, more than just a dream.

First light, striking soft and clear,

First light, and you're still here."

(First light... you're still here...)

A beam through the curtain, a quiet embrace,

Soft gold on your shoulder, your peaceful face.

For the first time in years, I let the light in,

It whispered, “love stays” where true love begins.

I've woken alone in so many tomorrows,

A bed empty of dreams but full of sorrows.

This time is different; this time feels right,

Your presence eternal in the first morning light.

First light, falling through the seam,

First light, more than just a dream.

First light, striking soft and clear,

First light... you're still here.

First Light,

And you're still here.