I AM SOLD...
As the
autumn said to winter, it's your turn, now you are
on,
Then the
winter said to spring, over to you, sing your
song,
Then the
spring said to summer, here you go I've done
my job,
Then the
cycles they continue, round and round and on
and on.
As the ocean
keeps on moving, rolling in upon
the shore,
Then the
shore it does surrender, always taking more
and more,
Then the
sun it shines down heavy, as it covers of the
land,
Drying of
the water, as it hits and glistens
the sand.
As the
planets keep on moving, and the days give in to
night,
Then the
stars they keep a shining, as they add to night
the
light,
Then the
night will fade for morning, and then up will
pop the
sun,
To tell
us all and to everyone, that a new day
has begun.
As the
time becomes the days we know, each and every
week,
As the
weeks give in to months we grow, as if the ageing
of
antiques,
Then the
months do mass and turn to years, and our
lives
they do unfold,
But in
all we pass, time does elapse, it's to your heart I
am sold.
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