The Clientele - 6am morningside (adoro esta cancion)

and 6 am in morningside the first car rushes by we walk down to the garden and the sunlight fills your eyes and stops me for a moment 'till i turn and look the other way the windows are all open and it's saturday and where i ride the evening turns to blue and fades away a silence hangs enchanted through sunset and the lane the air is charged with sunlight and your name is ringing through my mind cathedral bells and sunlit is the night