Вершы: Kathryn Williams. Little Black Numbers. Morning Song.

There's a mood on your mouth
Sparkles like a jewel
It's the morning
So you're going to be cruel
With your quiet dismay
Of one more day
That you just have to live through

And put your clothes on
Don't walk around bare
I said put your clothes on
There's nobody there
Lie back asleep
Go back to your dreams
And live on