Mornings and nights

[verse]
When mornings are fine, nights are harder
I wake up at nine, try to call you
Over breakfast

And we'll be home before it's too long
Playing ping pong
And we'll turn miles into love songs
Before too long

[verse]
Mornings are fine, nights are harder
But we're following lines, that go farther

And we'll be home before the nighttime
To hold on
And we'll lay silent then in sunshine
Intertwined