Wake up
In the morning
Tell me
Where you've been

Wake up
From your dreams
You're yawning
Wake up

Sometimes you open your eyes
And there is no
Time to see or to feel
Whether the weather's nice

The confusion
All the feelings rising
Disillusion

From the night
From the sleeping tight
To the light

But you're kinda heavy
And your sight is getting kinda blurry
Like a pouring rain on the driest soil
Flooding it all
Sometimes you open your eyes
And there is no
Time to see or to feel
Whether the weather's nice

Sometimes you open your eyes
And there is no
Time to see or to feel
Whether the weather's nice

Whether
Weather
Whether the weather's nice

Whether the weather is nice