Wake up in the morning to your grace
Stroke your hair, kiss your forehead, kiss your face
And I'll follow you like a sunflower to the sun
But in this place, in this bed, my dreams are done
And I am dreaming of leading thousands upon a journey to my broken heart
Oh my broken heart
When we get there there is no one who can staple it back together
Oh my broken heart
And I am dreaming of leading thousands upon a journey to my broken heart
Oh my broken heart
A hundred doors with a hundred faces, I've seen these places
And I won't walk through one, no I'll walk on
When I wake up, I know where it will be
Oh my broken heart, lying next to me
