Lost In Thought
Lost in thought because I've got nothing to do. It's too early for most to move.
So I sit here thinking could this all be a ruse? I hope it's not I hope
That it's real. I'd hate for it to be false and feel the way I do. My life's been
An adventure, a real whirlwind tour. I can't wait until tomarrow because I know
That there's Moore. So untill tomarrow I'll sit lost in thought and revel in
The joy of all that I've got.
Copyright © Edward Mccall | Year Posted 2016
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