Tomorrows is the first day of the rest of my life
So why is it so far away
Why is it too far to see today
Today is the last day of the start of my past
My past that carries me away
I hate to throw it all away
My life was written as a poem
With no rhyme
My life was sung as a song
With no music
My life was painted as a picture
With no color
Now my life has rhyme
But no poem
Now my life has music
But no song
Now my life has color
But no picture
There I was, here I am
I have lost, I have gained
But not together
I feel despair and emptiness
But not fullness
I have lost, I have found
Nothing but fear
Blue skies you’ve never been so gray
All the day when I went away
Midnight and I see you in memories
That are so blue
Memories of summer laughing under
The days with you
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