Morning is here, another day dawning,
I stretch, get up and stop yawning.
Here, it is still dark,
Life is no walk in the park.
Each day is part of the new chapter in my book,
Going through the day, in the end take a look.
Life is what you make of it,
Like a glove it will fit.
Look ahead and you will see,
Life is your\'s so run free.