Give me some break
To fix and style my hair
To eat a sansrival cake
To breathe in the ocean's air
To look and grin on the mirror
To think of shaving my mustache
Like the things i did before
When I am not in a rush

I think of you
As I play the Fur Elise
You're my sweetest point of view
As I start composing my piece
I want to play the guitar
While I sing and hum
I couldn't get that far
In this big bass drum

I want to fix the table
To serve my delicious curry
And I don't want to tumble
As we jog for the next morning
Some glossy magazines on my bed
And a warm water to cleanse
Reminds me to pause my head
In the big face of suspense