Treasure Island

Lauren B Called

(Motown)

7/20/88


Don't live for tomorrow my friend
don's wait for the day
to cash your time in
we don't know what the future will bring
don't wait for tomorrow
each day live your dream
don't lay down at night and resent
how little time with your loved ones you spent
do your share to make ends meet
but don't get lost on that one way street
you know the one where the signs are all green
blinded by wanting too much it seems
just remember the children
in their eyes you can see
what is real and what to believe

Submitted: Friday, October 18, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 22, 2013
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