When I wake up From a night of dreams I want to see you lying next to me With everything inside of me I want to show the man that I can be When the opportunity Arrives In the morning when I awake The first thing I want to see in your face They spread the distance between us And the miles are just numbers counting Down till they reach the end They are few and far between And all my hopes and dreams Are now on the back porch For their significance Isnt what it was before Was before They spread the distance Between us And the miles are just Numbers counting down To raise the bar of standards And to think everything through Theres a light at the end of the tunnel And it just so happens to be you To say this is built on faith To say the worries are of the past Theres a light at the end And it just so happens to be you It happens to be you It happens to be.... Youre the difference When i wake up From a night of dreams I want to see you lying next to me With everything inside of me
happens, counting, distance, spread, want