When I take my head up from my pillow.
And open my eyes right for a big show.
Hope you’re lying here right next to me.
Waving in your arms like in an old mans tree.

Remembering your „one-man“-show,
it let me smile and let me grow.
Wondering how sweet you are
you are so near and are so far.

Lying here and think about
what sound is in my head so loud.
What makes me strong for waking up
is just you – filling my tea cup.