sexta-feira, 4 de novembro de 2011

Running for nothing

Faster and faster is turning the wheel
They’re running to conquer their race
I’m sorry, but running is not what i feel
I stop with a smile in my face

There is no reward and no treasure out here
That gives me the need to make haste
The treasure’s inside and I don’t need to fear
That patience is being a waste

I stop and I smile, but with tears in my eyes
When I watch the world running away
From the real, the only and worthiest price
The gift of loving and enjoying the day

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