Wake up in the morning to your grace Stroke your hair, kiss your forehead, kiss your face And I'll follow you like a sunflower to the sun But in this place, in this bed, my dreams are done And I am dreaming of leading thousands upon a journey to my broken heart Oh my broken heart When we get there there is no one who can staple it back together Oh my broken heart And I am dreaming of leading thousands upon a journey to my broken heart Oh my broken heart A hundred doors with a hundred faces, I've seen these places And I won't walk through one, no I'll walk on When I wake up, I know where it will be Oh my broken heart, lying next to me