This long day isn’t over yet
It’s already late evening
I hear your laughter over the phone
So I can get up again

Because I still have the gift of you
Because you’re still by my side
In this desolate world

When the spilling sunlight every morning
Feels like it’s too much
You come to my side, fast asleep
So I can get up again

Because I still have the gift of you
Because you’re still by my side
In this desolate world

Each day is so messed up
Covers my path like a storm cloud
But your eyes
Are like my compass
Telling me which way I should go

Because I still have the gift of you
Because you’re still by my side
In this desolate world