i wake up in this morningnwith nobody's smile on my sidena cup of coffee in my hands,non the right place or just on my dreamsnni get down to your landni get down to these gamesnnbring to me in this summer,nthat your eyes, nthat keep spinning on my faithnsinging out loud our songs,nand this emptiness will burn awaynnlying pale in this morningnwith nobody's smile on my sidenclose my eyesni was thinkingnand hope you can break all of my dreams