Now the fuzzy stare from not being there on a confusing morning week…..Impaired my tribal lunar speak… And of course you can’t become if you only say what you would have done….. So I missed a million miles of fun
When I’m stuck with a day that’s grey and lonely. I just stick up my chin and grin and say, oh…. The sun’ll come out tomorrow-So you gotta hang on ‘til tomorrow- Come what may
