The world would be silent, not a sound You’d be alone, no one around There’d be nothing to worry about No problems and zero doubt Your breakfast would be filling The French Toast would leave you grinning And the whipped cream would satisfy you The cup of jasmine tea would gratify you After your filling breakfast, you’d write You’d create characters that give you pride You’d tap away on your keyboard As the rain outside would pour The jasmine tea would warm your hands And you’d be so so glad