Testo di Sunday Morning

I open my eyes My head is aching, I don't wanna wake up I close them all again and turn Around for another nap Fuzzy tongue, must have smoked too much Had way too many drinks for one night But somewhere there's still This memory of some Nice warm feeling I had last night Still this memory of some'feeling inside Somewhere there's still This memory of some Nice warm feeling I had last night, Still this memory of some... feeling inside What's the time? I guess I get up now, feel dizzy, oh well... I take a shower, brush my teeth And feel like a human again I feel like myself again Coffee and bread make my head working again A cigarette... I better not How did I get home? Taxi, bike, feet... oh what the heck! Turn the radio on... but not too loud And suddenly comes my memory It comes back to my mind Where's my pants? And back in the pocket... A paper with your number, with your number! With your smile on my face Starts this beautiful sunday morning