I never knew where I would end up.
But I know I've found my place,
In the tenderness of your grasp.
Or the bitterness in your clasp.
The moment I saw your face,
I felt the world turn.

Each morning the globe is spun,
Spindled around an axis.
Some people may choose to test the sun,
Many get burned to ashes.

The lottery of life,
Is unpredictable.
You didn't have a choice,
In the cards you were given,
The only thing you can do,
Is always stay driven.
Play the hand that was dealt,
Like your life was on the line.
Each breath is a gamble,
I may as well go down trying.