I got air in my lungs, a few blank
sheets of paper. I mean, i love waking up
in the morning not knowing what is gonna
happen or, who i am gonna meet, where
i am gonna wind up.
Just the other night i was sleeping
under a bridge and now here
i am on the grandest ship in the world
having champagne with
you fine people.
I fugure life's a gift and i don't
intend on wasting it.
You don't know what hand
you are gonna get dealt next.
You learn to take life
as it comes at you.
...to make each day count.
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