One day

Its early in the morning a new day has begun

I looked in the paper what’s going on

There is a face I recognize seen her before

Yee she looks so nice

And I thought for my self what she has done

she must be the bravest of everyone

Down at the corner with baker’s house

People are waiting for the bus to come

Who knows to where and who knows to what

one is too late and the bus is gone

And I thought for myself he didn’t wake up

He has to wait for the next bus to stop

I came at work ten past eight took me some time

That’s why I am too late

I met a guy who had lost his way

Where he came from he would not say

I and I thought for myself why should I know

If he would he had told me so

Woke up at six now the day has gone

I thought for myself this day has been long

All the things I planned to do it’s not

so important to make it came true

And I think for myself what’s too warry

A new day will come and that’s to morrow