Walking on Borrowed Time
The path before me is clear
And I can see you gallivanting over there
The water is gushing out of the stream
And someone is messing with my dreams
The mission of life is almost complete
So meet me at the corner street
I need some time by myself
to figure out how the universe blend
The chatter is rising, the calls are getting louder
And I must make up my mind before the dam breaks
We are walking on borrowed time.
Walk with me to the corner street
and I will show you where destiny meets
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