Downstairs coffee smell and the nightingales outside Early she got up and will awake me with a smile Another day's beginning in my home-built fairytale With everything is clearly flowing on without a change Maybe an inkling can help Inside a feeling with me Call for knowing how perfect's this life Certain I wasn't dreaming so far Answers are lurked by the semblance of quiet Morning shadows' suggesting I'm blind Maybe an inkling can help Inside a feeling with me It's time to get out off bed And everything's melting away...