Thursday, May 21, 2009
Make the most of now
Let me write my own lines
Doesn't matter if words don’t rhyme
Let me sing my own song
Others’ can wait for some time
Let me dance to my own tune
Don’t bother me with any other sound
Let the music take me so high
That it’s my tune all around
Let me paint your picture
With me written all over it
Let me capture it in my eyes
It remains a secret… let it be
Let me make the most of now
Who cares… what’s gone by
Let me cherish this moment
Who cares… what’s ahead in time
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