Beautiful Sunday Morning

Sunday morning,
I’m looking to the sky,
And the sunlight burns my eyes.
The morning that helped my rise,
Was taken by the wind,
Leaving me here alone.
Stop the rivers,
Show me what its true,
Make the sun rise agains.
Live to love,
Love to regret,
Live to love,
Love is dead
I’m so close to your lips but so far from your heart.