Days In The Sun

Ziggy Alberts

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So I woke to the, sun on the window of my car
Oh I woke, to the summer on my window
& I miss you most when the sunlight, filters across these empty sheets

Days in the sun Ben Howard on repeat
Because everything we need love I can feel in my bones
On days like these and days like those

Days in the sun, nights on the street, singing to my mother, singing to the seas
Singing to my father, singing to the trees, singing to the things that help us breathe
Days in the sun are always the best with you

So I woke to the, sun on the window of my car
Oh I woke, to the winter on my window
And I miss you most when the sunlight, filters across these empty sheets
Days in the sun, winter cold on your cheeks
Because everything we need love I can feel in my bones
On days like these and days like those

Days in the sun, nights on the street, singing to my mother, singing to the seas
Singing to my father, singing to the trees, singing to the things that help us breathe
Days in the sun are always the best with you