The alarm poisons my ears
the cold shower tortures my body
the coffee burns my tongue
the newspaper shatters my mind
my boss steals my crown
my co-workers play blind

My keys plays an awful jingle
as I try unlocking the woody door
door swings open, my jaw meets the floor

Your eyes greet mine
everything's fine
I hug you tight
over your shoulder, my dull room
looks all the more bright

Be it the sidewalk of New York
Penthouse of Rome
only you my dear make me feel
like I'm coming home