[Verse] Sunrise whispers waking up the sea Citrus breeze a gentle touch for me Olives in the grove begin to sway Morning light ignites a brand new day [Verse 2] Shepherd's bell rings clear across the hills Harvest time the land alive it thrills Cobblestone streets where old stories lay Every dawn a painting on display [Chorus] Morning in Cyprus where dreams are born Golden rays dancing on fields of corn Feel the warmth in every pebble stone In this place my heart has found a home [Verse 3] Terracotta roofs gleam under the sun Children laugh and play their daily run Markets bustling voices fill the air Colors woven with a tender care [Verse 4] Mountains stand with ancient strength and grace History etched in every hidden place Quiet moments under sky so blue Cyprus morning feels like something new [Chorus] Morning in Cyprus where dreams are born Golden rays dancing on fields of corn Feel the warmth in every pebble stone In this place my heart has found a home