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...
