This morning I woke up painting flowers in the air, I felt strong to guide my day, never my breakfast was so sweet, I had plants to get them killed, never my breakfast was so sweet, I had fire to light my dreams. Big butterflies were coming through my window, bringing sweets that were delicious. I feel the snow knocking at my door, I see my friends surfing on the waves, a little rabbit tells me that's cold out there, my perfect girl prepare my tea. She comes with me she loves to fly, in a few minutes we get lost among trees and white snow, we make love on a cold board breaking the air with loudly shouts but it's already late, we should come back, it's long the way to find the house. Just a radio, in my living room, my friends and I will sitting there. It's a rainy day outside, but here we are again, with a beer at hand, and our lady in the other... It smells like chocolate and green dreams, my friends have a party there. We do our best to see the sky, the best to light the dreams, the best not to wake up.