Sleeping till noon
Sometimes I feel like howling at the moon
Sleeping till noon
Days go by
Seems like they fly
Going so fast
Time never seems to last
From day one the die is cast
Trying to make my way
Making the most out of each day
Walked so far
Trying to reach my star
Maybe one day or another
With a little help from my brother
I will reach that light
Weary from the fight
Stand up straight
Sorry I'm a little late
But that's fate
I made it through the gate
Made to the end of the line
Feeling fine
Little used
Abused
But here I stand
In the promised land
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