what a beautiful morning
waiting for me outside
here are you again
refreshing my thoughs with your pretty smile

so please don´t say that you don´t exist
please don´t say that you are leaving

the flowers on my window
are asking me to go out
but my feet seem to be still sleeping
and there are rests of dreams on my bead

so please don´t say that you don´t exist
please don´t say that you are leaving
my head is your home
come in and be welcome
my head is my home
but i need a new blanket

thurutchuru...