"(alarm clock rings)
Cup of coffee, toothpaste and toothbrush
Who's there in the mirror, looking at you?
Cash, sunglasses, key, gotta rush
Where will my legs guide me to?
I hear cars passing, people talking about the news
I just don't see them
Women wait for the traffic lights to go green
I can recognize myself in them
Lost on the rails of my illusion
Without you I survive, but I don't live
Your touch, my fuel, is far away
My heart is tired, he wants to give
and give up"