Just another day
Of a price I have to pay

Is it really just another day?
Or do I have something about which to pray?

I think sometimes it's just another day
With more troubles on the way

Or could there still be a chance of a lifetime?
Getting older, yet feeling I'm still in my prime?

I was born on a snow-covered night,
Early in the morn, with stars alight

Do you wish you remember when you were born?
Or would your memory be worn and torn?

We each were born with a name,
No matter our differences, we are still the same