let me tell you
what it will be
the best of luck
for you and me
in our lifetimes
we will see
the answer to our dreams
all our great plans
are coming true
they're waiting there
for me and you
you may think
I've got the blues
but that's not what it seems
the doors are open
while we keep hoping
that life will let us in
days march by
but still we try
over and over again
there's no need to pretend
can you tell me
what lies in store
beyond the border
of my front door
it may not matter
anymore
but it's important to me
both of us
need a lucky break
I know it's there
for us to take
being alive
is not a mistake
it's the only way to be
there's reason and rhyme
but now it's time
for our lives to begin
as days pass by
in hope we cry
it's time to let us in
there's no need to pretend
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