If always cloudless was the sky, would you appreciate it?
If never stopped the sun to shine,
would you take it for granted?
Another day, a few more grey hair, a few more paper cuts.
A few more blisters, another bruise,
a heart ache that never stops!
A few more times, swallowed our pride, another ego’s nosedive.
There’s gonna be no better time,
The lesson is meant to be learnt!