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by bumble bee Aug 20, 2008 category : Life, society / faith, religion
Who really knows what tomorrow will bring But why do people pretend like they know?? When tomorrow isn't ours to own We can only hope that tomorrow will arrive Life is like a guessing game And the shame in that is who knows if tomorrow is coming Maybe people pretend because the truth is too real That we might not always see tomorrow For we do not own tomorrow but he does Live life likes theres no tomorrow Like theres not another day coming for us to plan Let every minute be unexpected because we might only have minutes Not days Don't be afraid to love Today might be our last Don't be afraid to go out there and be your self Today might be our last Don't be afraid if tomorrow doesn't come Because life up there is so much sweeter Minutes will become days And days Will become years For eternity For theres one thing we can be afraid of Were not all going to heaven We can only pray that I'll see you there