"Times like the wind, ever-changing.
Do we stand still, or do we glide?
Do we purposely forget to set our alarms, or do we make an effort?
I'll hit the snooze for you, but only once.
After, wake up to my smile or my absence: cooking your breakfast in the kitchen.
You'll hear the sizzling of the eggs, smell the bacon, feel the soft blanket, see me then at once, and taste my lips.
I'll stimulate all your senses in one awakening, and without fading this is why you'll never forget me.
We don't stand or glide, we are the wind.
We can make others' fly.
Together we can make a single feather cross the globe,
Together we can be anywhere, and still be at home."