You rised early, you don't need sleep
I sneak to your back and I follow how
You're bustling yourself, I like everything you do
Your hair is messy, you search for fire
I come next to you in your chequered shirt
You chat, you mention, the winds have turned last night
It's so simple, I could only listen
Sit on your window sill
It's so simple, the sun on the curtains
Plays by itself and I think
I wouldn't be afraid of the day light here
You look kind, I carefully examine
Your small expressions almost start to move me
But aren't permmited to see that, I only smile
I know it already, I could take it all
Those eager years and a weak body
I would still believe you are what I searched for
So simple, I could only stay and
Sit on your window sill
So simple, the sun on the curtains
Plays by itself and I think
How can you know such a stranger like that already
It would be easy to start arguing
About magazines*, shirts, and being close to each other, I wouldn't shy back at all
Sit on your window sill
So simple, the sun on the curtains
Plays by itself and I think
I wouldn't be afraid of the day light here