A girl on the pier, as dawn starts to rise,
The sun greets her softly, lighting the skies.
Waves gently murmur, sensing her grace,
And I, just a boy, watch the light on her face.
I wish I could tell her she's why mornings shine,
But my voice stays silent, caught in this time.
Does she know it's her beauty that beckons the sun,
That the light on her face is where its warmth is spun?
She's the light on the pier,
Brighter than the sun,
Calmer than the breeze,
A moment just begun.
So I'll stand in silence,
Taking in her view,
She's the light on the pier,
A dawn pure and new.
The sun kisses the ocean, gold on her skin,
I'm frozen right here, lost in the warmth within.
Should I step forward, reveal what I feel?
But I fear if I move, this moment won't heal.
Like a dream in the morning, too soft to seize,
I'm hesitant to speak, lest she fade with the breeze.
Does she know it's her beauty that beckons the sun,
That the light on her face is where its warmth is spun?
She's the light on the pier,
Brighter than the sun,
Calmer than the breeze,
A moment just begun.
So I'll stand in silence,
Taking in her view,
She's the light on the pier,
A dawn pure and new.
She's the light on the pier,
A dawn pure and new.
The sun kisses the ocean, gold on her skin,
I'm frozen right here, lost in the warmth within.
Should I step forward, reveal what I feel?
But I fear if I move, this moment won't heal.
Like a dream in the morning, too soft to seize,
I'm hesitant to speak, lest she fade with the breeze.
Does she know it's her beauty that beckons the sun,
That the light on her face is where its warmth is spun?
She's the light on the pier,
Brighter than the sun,
Calmer than the breeze,
A moment just begun.
So I'll stand in silence,
Taking in her view,
She's the light on the pier,
A dawn pure and new.
She's the light on the pier,
A dawn pure and new.
The sun leaps higher, as she sighs and turns,
A spirit calling each new day, as the morning burns.
I long to break silence, let my heart take flight,
But I linger in shadows, just a shadow in her light.
If she turned and smiled, would my heart blaze like the sun?
In that radiant moment, would all my fears be done?
Does she know it's her beauty that beckons the sun,
That the light on her face is where its warmth is spun?
She's the light on the pier,
Brighter than the sun,
Calmer than the breeze,
A moment just begun.
So I'll stand in silence,
Taking in her view,
She's the light on the pier,
A dawn pure and new.
So as the sun brushes her face with its light,
I treasure the moment, a vision in my sight.
And in the years ahead, I'll carry her near,
The girl in the sunrise, the light on the pier.