Zaspana, že od šestih pokonci (oz. od pol šestih, ko se je nekdo spomnil, da mi mora nujno poslat mesič), z mokrimi lasmi skušam obdržati oči odprte pred članki za diplomo. Sadja je zmanjkalo za zajtrk… In dolg dan me čaka. In to jutro je tak otožno…

No, tale pesmica mi je prišla na uho in sem jo mogla prilepit semle. Dobro jutro.

Spodi je sam besedilo, ni treba klikat…

Keane – Bend and break

When you, when you forget your name

When old faces all look the same

Meet me in the morning when you wake up

Meet me in the morning then you’ll wake up 

If only I don’t bend and break

I’ll meet you on the other side

I’ll meet you in the light

If only I don’t suffocate

I’ll meet you in the morning when you wake 

Lovesick bitter and hardened heart

Aching waiting for night waiting for life to start

Meet me in the morning when you wake up

Meet me in the morning then you’ll wake up 

If only I don’t bend and break

I’ll meet you on the other side

I’ll meet you in the light

If only I don’t suffocate

I’ll meet you in the morning when you wake 

If only I don’t bend and break

I’ll meet you on the other side

I’ll meet you in the light

If only I don’t suffocate

I’ll meet you in the morning when you wake 

I’ll meet you on the other side

I’ll meet you in the light

If only I don’t suffocate

I’ll meet you in the morning when you wake