[Verse 1] Coffee cup’s half warm, sky half gray, Same old streetlights fading away. I thought the world would stop that night, But time just kept its quiet stride. The clock don’t wait for broken hearts, It just hums along like a piece of art. I used to curse the sound of day, Now I just let it lead the way. [Hook] Morning comes anyway, Even when the tears stay. Even when the bed feels cold, And the stories have all been told. Light creeps in through the blinds and then Whispers “You’re not done — breathe again.” You can hide or you can pray, But morning comes anyway. [Verse 2] The plants still grow on the windowsill, Even when I forget to feel. The neighbors wave, the city hums, The rhythm don’t care where the sorrow comes. Some days are bright, some days slow, But I still rise, I still go. I make my peace with the in-between, Where loss still hurts but life intervenes. [Hook] Morning comes anyway, Even when the tears stay. Even when the bed feels cold, And the stories have all been told. Light creeps in through the blinds and then Whispers “You’re not done — breathe again.” You can hide or you can pray, But morning comes anyway. [Bridge] Maybe that’s grace, the small return, The way the dark can make us learn. Not everything heals, not everything fades, But we live a little better in the mess we made. [Final Hook] Morning comes anyway, With the same soft golden sway. Even if I’m not okay, Morning comes anyway. [Outro] Yeah… Morning comes anyway. The sun still shines — And so can I.
