I Got A Name

Jim Croce expressed, in song lyrics, the leitmotif of my life. Condensed from the song, I Got A Name:

Like the pine trees lining the winding road
I got a name, I got a name
Like the singing bird and the croaking toad
I got a name, I got a name
And I carry it with me like my daddy did
But I’m living the dream that he kept hid

Like the north wind whistlin’ down the sky
I got a song, I got a song
Like the whippoorwill and the baby’s cry
I got a song, I got a song
And I carry it with me and I sing it loud
If it gets me nowhere, I’ll go there proud

And I’m gonna go there free…

Like the fool I am and I’ll always be
I got a dream, I got a dream
They can change their minds but they can’t change me
I got a dream, I got a dream
Oh, I know I could share it if you want me to
If you’re goin’ my way, I’ll go with you

Movin’ me down the highway, rollin’ me down the highway
Movin’ ahead so life won’t pass me by…