The clouds go by day after day...
but more and more mine seem to stay
The birds are chirping high in the trees...
Tears fall from my face as i drop to my knees
Wishing that i could awake from this dream...
Life is precious well thats what they say...
So from now on I'm just going to say...
That this is no dream, not even a play...
BUT THIS RIGHT HERE IS HOW I LIVE DAY BY DAY
