"Bring on Tomorrow" is What I See
I always think of what my life will be
Will it be it be blue or maybe gray
Or will it be orange when I can say
What will become of earth’s decay
Will pessimism still reign
Over my past and present pain
Or will I be happy later on
When all troubles will be gone
Will the want of fame be there
Or will I have already succeeded there
I wish I could know what comes next
But my wild mind is always vexed
I wait for those 15 minutes to come
When I can make a handsome sum
It may sound greedy but I don’t know
Who doesn’t want their wealth to grow
All in all I want the world to be
Never really what I see
But for that sight to come one day
God I hope and God I pray
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