I'm swimming late morning I'm on the waves of my duvet Sleepy eye, I don't wanna wake up Dust floats in the morning light of the window The smell of fresh laundry from last night smells so good My phone is crying It consoles me and wakes me Such a beautiful woman Myself in the mirror I go into the kitchen with my sleepy eyes I reheat soup mum made for me
I'm in my room Alone with freedom Screaming loudly with my soul Favorite sounds on radio I can drink without worrying My holiday My holiday In my room just alone
I look outsiide Everyone is busy but me Cloud snack a windless rooftop I'm not expecting anyone so the bell doesn't ring But it somehow heightens the antipication