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...