Whats the Secret
Tell me whats the secret
to this thing that they call life
Tell me whats the secret
'cuz I'm running out of time
Tell me where you keep it
do you think it helps you cope
Tell me me where you keep it
this thing that you call hope
Is it buried deep inside
or hiding right behind your eyes
Tell me 'cuz I haven't got a clue
and the world can't seem to breathe the truth
Spend too much time thinking about tomarrow
that I lose myself today
Sometimes tomarrow never comes at all
sometimes it turns into yesterday
Sometimes I don't know where I'm going
sometimes I've just lost my way
When I don't know what I'm saying
it's just I don't know what to say
When I don't know what I'm doing
it's just I don't know what to do
Tell me whats the secret
'cuz I haven't got a clue
Haven't got a clue....
Copyright © Eugene Lacour | Year Posted 2010
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