[Verse] Morning folds the quiet square, Whispers paint the empty air, Soft footsteps wake the sleeping stones, A gentle light begins to roam. [Pre-Chorus] Silver threads in dawn’s embrace, Every breath a tender space. [Chorus] Here it blooms, the first soft sight, A stall awakes to morning light, Fragile hopes in colors spun, Quiet dreams in waking suns. Here it blooms, the first soft sight, A stall awakes to morning light, Fragile hopes in colors spun, Quiet dreams in waking suns. [Verse] Beneath the sky’s slow turning blue, A fragile song is born anew, Soft voices hum a secret tune, Waiting for the afternoon. [Pre-Chorus] Silver threads in dawn’s embrace, Every breath a tender space. [Chorus] Here it blooms, the first soft sight, A stall awakes to morning light, Fragile hopes in colors spun, Quiet dreams in waking suns. Here it blooms, the first soft sight, A stall awakes to morning light, Fragile hopes in colors spun, Quiet dreams in waking suns. [Bridge] Breathless moments, still and clear, Whispered edges drawing near, In this place, a spark will grow, From silent hearts, the future flows. [Chorus] Here it blooms, the first soft sight, A stall awakes to morning light, Fragile hopes in colors spun, Quiet dreams in waking suns. Here it blooms, the first soft sight, A stall awakes to morning light, Fragile hopes in colors spun, Quiet dreams in waking suns. [Outro] Quiet dreams in waking suns, Here it blooms, the first soft light.