The morning breaks, yet the room stays hollow
Chairs are silent, the clock forgets to sing
I walk through shadows of my own footsteps
Every breath a question, waiting without answer
The window opens, but no light is certain
Streets are crowded, yet I stand alone
Voices pass me like rivers without water
Every word dissolves before it finds my name
Without Your love, the hours are only numbers
Without Your touch, the silence has no end
A world may turn, but it turns into nothing
Without Your love, I cannot be whole again
Night descends, and the stars are strangers
Dreams unravel in the weight of empty skies
Still my soul recalls the sound of mercy
The faintest echo of a promise not undone
Without Your love,... the day is never morning