Every day I ask, will it be my last
Will it end in a mistake or with a heartbreak
Run down by a truck or just ran out of luck
Maybe hit by a brick, oh let it be quick.
I live on the defensive and border on offensive
Well I have a shy side, but keep it inside
It comes out with the pen leaving me dangerously open
So I’ll pack it in and smile; blend in for a while
Here’s to the start of the day, look ahead and pray
Yes find the time to be kind
Go walk around in small towns
Then say good night complete; to wake up & repeat
by Dave Schipper (c) 2018 Rose Riversongs
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