Watching through the door
Look at a mirror
In my tea
Watching in my cup
Change a little my make up
In my tea
Moving reds and pinks
Fun factory of lipsticks
In my tea
And this green, it´s too much
Turning off my dark blush

I can change the weather
I make a thunder
In my tea
Any place for my hair?
Yes, only in the air
There´s not so much place
I get a strange face
But there´s no wrong or right
It´s a question of lights

Watching through the door
Wanna get some more
With my tea
My mother is coming with my father
They´re laughing in my tea
Oh, they´re looking so sweet
I drink them
With a strong beat
Oh in my tea
Drink my tea
And watch over the sea