Why wait for a new day
when i'm enjoying this one.
what are we looking forward to,
before the day has won.
It was in the night,
that I composed a dream,
of us, all of us,
just us, fooling around, it would seem.
And the mo ments before,
that we would wish stayed longer,
were the reasons today was,
so much stronger
than
TOMORROW.
why wait when
these dream
are what we
live for?
© 2010 The Still Air
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