When you had a bad day maybe three in a row and it seems as though this cloud will stay and never go When the good times fly But the bad go slow Just let them creep on by Let the breeze take control Cause when we go with the flow We become the breeze When we roll with the wave Then, eventually, we become the sea But if we let it all leave Essentially we become the trees And if we set it free It can be the way its supposed to be (Its supposed to be) Become what you were meant to be Dont compromise your happiness if the cup is half empty we can always fill it up you just need one spark to start the fire light the wick now we just can see it all so well That when we go with the flow We become the breeze When we roll with the wave Then, eventually, we become the sea But if we let it all leave Essentially we become the trees And if we set it free It can be the way its supposed to be (Its supposed to be) Become what you were meant to be
Posted on: Sun, 29 Jun 2014 19:56:58 +0000
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