New Day

The sun starts fighting the cold-wind this morning

But I am not ready yet to wake my soul up

Still too young to start doing anything

sipping hot milk in my cup

When a clown is not funny anymore

wake me up from my dreams

When sugar is too sweet no more

Feel the pain, it is not as sweet as ice cream

New day, is a kind of surprise for me

It is warm but sometimes cold

 New day, is a part of me

It comes right away when I grow old