These Things Are Mine

When I go, the wind spread worst left of me, all around,
All I see, all I need I'll take back
with me, to the ground, to the ground.

These things are mine,
I call them my own,
I'll be alright,
These things are mine,
I call them my own,
I'll be alright.

I am young, I won't take that privilege lightly,
Now I'm gone, when it's gone say you'll come find me.

These things are mine,
I call them my own,
I'll be alright,
These things are mine,
I call them my own,
I'll be alright.

Oh lady I'm leaving home,
Oh lady I'm leaving home,
Oh lady I'm leaving home,
Oh lady I'm leaving home,
Oh lady I'm leaving home.