Every Morning at 8am

Same time, every day Through my window Long coat, gentle steps Rain or shine Something in the way They move So carefully So precisely Like time stands still For just a moment (Every morning) Been watching Been wondering (Every morning) What brings them here (Every morning) Can't look away From this Beautiful routine Every morning at eight They walk this same way Every morning at eight Love finds a way to stay Fresh petals in hand Pink and white Head bowed in silence Five minutes Maybe more And I feel it too Though I never knew What was lost Who was loved Day after day I watch From behind my curtain Got my coffee cup Heart uncertain Why am I drawn To this sacred scene? Someone else's story Becoming part of me Each step they take Tells of devotion Each flower placed With such emotion I imagine All the mornings shared All the moments That showed they cared Could be a mother Could be a friend Could be a love That didn't end But it's not my story To know or tell Just witness the power Of love that dwells In simple actions In daily grace In showing up At the same time Same place Making me believe In something pure Making me understand What can endure Sometimes love stays In the smallest ways In morning light In faithful days In gentle tribute That time can't erase Every morning at eight They walk this same way Every morning at eight Love finds a way to stay (Through my window) Another dawn breaks (Through my window) Another flower waits (Through my window) 8am comes again And again... Every morning at eight They walk this same way Every morning at eight Love finds a way to stay (Through my window) Another dawn breaks (Through my window) Another flower waits (Through my window) 8am comes again