Good morning, face's out of pillow sheet
I watch you dream
Only time you seem at peace
I've fallen into routine
We fight, fuck, then fall asleep

And then I wake up
I think to myself "oh, what a morning view"
When I would like to keep it
Arms reach, I fall in sync with you
Am I comfortable?
Yeah, I said I wake up
I can't help but think "ooh, what a morning view"
I'd like to keep it
Constant, remade to create
yeah, that's what we want to do
I say "Good morning"

We get the sun, as you wash all over your face
Still taste you, still faded, might stay
Play hookie from work
I'd rather lay on you
What do you say?
Still taste you, still faded, might stay
Now that you've come back?
Why did you stay out?
10:30
You got a career, but you cover my money
You need a ride, it's getting late
You stay the night, it's 3AM, no going home
We break in day, you back again
Let's get a taste of that money, you
All I see, all I see, all I see you

Wake up
I think to myself "Oh, what a morning view"
I think to myself "Oh, what a morning view"
Good, good, good morning

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Carter Lang, Peder Losnegaard, Preston Oshita, Solana Rowe