Every day, it's all the same
I try to drink some coffee
My bed calls me back
Lost my keys, God help me please!
I'm still in my pajamas
How can I be so wack?

Got a flat tire, believe me
All over again...
I guess the puppy ate my homework
Oh, what a bad time! Please shoot me!
I can't understand
Why does it have to happen to me?

But there's one thing that blows the haze
And brightens up my day

I see wherever you are
A beautiful morning, morning
The sun is smiling for me
I hear a guitar
Playing a song, so happy
This is where we should be

Got a flat tire, believe me
All over again...
I guess the puppy ate my homework
Oh, what a bad time! Please shoot me!
I can't understand
Why does it have to happen to me?

But there's one thing that blows the haze
And brightens up my day

I see wherever you are
A beautiful morning, morning
The sun is smiling for me
I hear a guitar
Playing a song, so happy
This is where we should be

Why can't it always be this way?
I ask myself "What's my mistake?"
I wonder if it sounds too gay

But I see wherever you are
A beautiful morning, morning
The sun is smiling for me
I hear a guitar
Playing a song, so happy
Happy... Happy...

I see wherever you are
A beautiful morning, morning
The sun is smiling for me
I hear a guitar
Playing a song, so happy
This is where we should be

Compositor
Bruno Bessa