The cold wind blows my window through
The sunny days are coming though
But the only thing what disturbs me
Is where are your activity?

The boredom took over me
And i don't know how to really flee
I just want atleast to know
About the days you living through

Hows the weather?
Hows the mood?
Does the Mr. Milk feels good?
About school, about work
About that one fantasy book!

This little song was made by me
The lines was coming right to me
The heart was beating, while pen goes
To write the feelings i value most!