Looking again for one last dance
Writing the rhyme for one last time
Letting go and taking hold
I pass the time letting time go by
There is no qualm, there is no fear
I take it all in as it comes along
There is no measure that I cannot see
There is no place I’d rather be
You can’t stop me, I’m way ahead
I won’t look back, instead...
I’ll take the chance that appears to me
And write the song the muse lets me see
Don’t ask me why, it happens so
I’m always just ready to simply let go