The sun slowly rises, you'll open your eyes I'll be the first thing you see Through rain and cold snow, when all others go You'll always be waking by me I'll be the first thing you see Holding you tight as day turns to night I'll be the first thing you see Falling asleep as our lips softly meet You'll always be sleeping by me I'll be the first thing you see As I kiss your tired shoulder While we spill our minds again Over our future growing older Not if, but when Our cinema minds have pictures inside In colours that we've never seen Geometry in bold, what a thing to behold We'll wake from impossible dreams I'll be the first thing you see As I kiss your tired shoulder While we spill our minds again Over our future growing older Not if, but when As I kiss your tired shoulder While we spill our minds again Over our future growing older Not if