Walking in the middle road With me,myself, wearing just my ''coat'' Winter came and was freezing cold. I had nothing but my coat. Made a little fire to stay warm... Instead i got burn by my own! Into ashes i turn... The rain came and I morn! From my ashes i reborn!! A little mud had covered the ''Gold'' And next to me found my coat That I got and tight i hold. Because a little mud won't make worth less THE GOLD!!