Woke up this morning hungry and cold
Looked at my watch - it's only four
Last night I slept on this wooden bench
'Cause my family refused to open the door
So last night while you were in bed
I was walking the empty streets all alone
And this morning I woke up on a bench
Hungry and cold, it is time to go home
2017
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