Open your eyesnSaid it's morning timenWhat a glory timenStarting to breath againnRubbing the sleep out of your eyesnSuch a paradisenWaiting to be found todaynSomehow you manage to get yourselfnThough strugglingnOut of those warmed-up sheetsnTurn to your left side and there she isnSuch a beauteousnShe is the pearl of your dreamsnnSo first of allnThe morning breezenAnd your magazinenBread and butternHam and cheese and salatinesnYou take the orange juicenCubes of fruit and yogurt toonAnd only read the good newsnThen she comes alongnJoins you with a perfect smilenHow much better can you possibly feelnBut there's this question thoughnYou know you just can't answernWhy did she ever choose me?nn