Days in the Sun - Ziggy Alberts

And so I woke to the, sun on the window of my car

And I say, I woke, to the summer 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

And 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

And am 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, are always, are always

The best with you

And so I woke to the, sun on the window of my car

And I say 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, and Ben Howard on repeat

But 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

And am 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

Nights on the street

And am singing to my mother, singing to the seas

See I’ve been singing to my father, singing to the trees

Singing to the things that help us breathe

Days in the sun

Are always, are always

Are always the best with you