There are days you wonder
why you get out of bed
"What am I doing?" you say.
"I just want to cover my head."

 But then you decide
your feet have to hit the ground
somehow you've done it
inspiration has been found

It may be in the birds, the trees,
the little voices not in your head,
the smell of sweet coffee, the kiss of a love,
a day of a soul being fed

It doesn't matter if it's good or bad
tomorrow is a new day
when you pull the covers up at night
"I did it - thank goodness", you say.

As I look forward to a bright new day

I think of all the things that could get in my way

traffic, no coffee, rough boss, tough choices

As I look forward to a bright new day

I think of all the things that could help me play

good friends, great food, accomplishments, triumphs

As I look forward to a bright new day

I think of all the things that make me feel small

my past, my choices, my fault, my disasters

As I look forward to a bright new day

I think of all the things that m...

There are days you wonder
why you get out of bed
"What am I doing?" you say.
"I just want to cover my head."

But then you decide
your feet have to hit the ground
somehow you've done it
inspiration has been found

It may be in the birds, the trees,
the little voices not in your head,
the smell of sweet coffee, the kiss of a love,
a day of a soul being fed

It doesn't matter if it's good or bad
tomorrow is a new day
when you pull the covers up at night
"I did it - thank goodness", you say.

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