Early in the morning and again that sound Its time for get on up but my eyelids fall down I drag my feet as if I were drunk Coffee to wake up but it's never enough Turn on the water to take a shower Put on my clothes and all this in half an hour I look my watch (again) I'm late I ride my bike and get ready for the race I'm running, running... I feel like I'm running to nowhere Early in the morning I'm ready to work Now I'm in the cave whit my evil boss My desk is a mountain of work And deadlines expired a month ago I look out of the window, the traffic roars me I start my task so the work owns me Hours pass slowly and I can't see the end Time finaly arrives, then I have a miting I'm running, running... I feel like I'm running to nowhere. No time for friends No time for cooking No time for music No time for you I'm getting crazy babe! What's the meaning of this race? Maybe I need to stop for a while. Tomorrow will be another day