Admit I have made too many mistakes Admit I am not that great Of anybody's I might not be the present
And nobody would be mine If the sky only belongs to the clouds Those make the rains pouring down If the earth belongs to the sea Where human beings are from My natural life that I daily simply enjoy My own soul that I can sing behind Why worry Why sad For those beyond And the things out of our reach Seize the day to which I belong Hold the joy for which I am longing
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