In the morning

I have to go.
Where?
I don´t know.

I want to have a place of my own
I don´t want no glory, no crown

I want to live, that´s all
in winter, spring, summer or fall

No matter what
this simple spot
it´s called my life
I wanna live it without strife

I have to know
so tell me
where to go
easy though?

Easy sometimes
hard with cold and rime
Live it with joy
no shame, no time