White fluff glowing in the dusty light Green eyes wide, drinking in the sight She’s a watercolor dream on a wooden floor Doesn't need a map, doesn't need to roar Just a pink collar jingling a rhythm of peace While the static of the city begins to cease Nika, oh Nika, in the mid-day sun The world is spinning but she’s just begun To melt in the heat of a golden stripe Beyond the trouble, beyond the hype Just a fuzzy little soul in a painted frame Setting the morning light aflame She doesn't care about the clocks on the wall Doesn't heed the sirens or the siren's call Sinking into warmth like a liquid gold A story of silence that’s never been told Her bell goes clink like a tiny metal spark Cutting through the noise and the concrete dark Sit still, watch the dust motes dance Caught in a static, perfect trance Green eyes reflecting a galaxy of light Making the shadows lose their bite Nika, oh Nika, in the mid-day sun The world is spinning but she’s just begun To melt in the heat of a golden stripe Beyond the trouble, beyond the hype Just a fuzzy little soul in a painted frame Setting the morning light aflame Just a sunbeam Just a dream Nika, stay a while Just a little while.