Are eyes as seen the glory of the day
Performance of our lives is right around the corner anyway
Day to day same old, same old
Do we have a hold, of are life
Stumbling blocks, obstacles and hurdles we have to climb
Is it the right time?

Time of the existences will always be there
Time of slipping is not to share
Let get to going, have hopes and dreams
When it all boil down you don't want to holler and scream