Oh, isn't it strange
How we move our lives for another day?
Like skipping a beat
What if a great wave should wash us all away?
What point could there be troubling?
Head down wondering what will become of me?
Why concern what we cannot see
Still there is no reason to abandon it
The time is short but that's all right
Take your hands from your eyes, my love
All good things must come to an end some time
But don't burn the day away

<3 Aracely