Why does time seem so fast?
Why do memories come and pass?
Why does the moon come and go?
Why do the stars seem never to glow?
Why do the winds seem so strong?
Why do the birds make their songs?
Who was the one that made life like this?
Why must we live it?
I don't want it one little bit.
But, even when everything seems to fade.
Even when everything begins to break.
There's one thing that keeps me going. One thing that keeps me strong.
One thing that keeps me believing. One thing that keeps me living.
There was once a man whose blood he gave;
So that we could see another day.
Him whose own blood he shed
Loved me enough to keep me from being dead.
That's why I
tell to you now
Even when life seems at nigh;
Don't despair
Dont give up
For there will always
Be another day.
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