Early the seagulls cry
Gray is begining of day
To be alone and touched by
the cool breeze,
coming over my skin with
smal puffs now and then

I am lonely and feel a little blue
as the world sits there
outside my window
and prepare
for what may come around this day

And it won't hesitate, and
it won't wait, and
it just won't break down
because of me feelin blue, and
it won't miss me

I know how sad that sounds and
what a pitty, to be the one
pittying the pitty self
But it aint what I intend
to do
It's just that
the day has begun, and
today i'm not that eager
to be the winner