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Feb 2011
This day could be the worst of my life.
Green eyes and blue skies and this day is a start and an end.
This day could be the rest of my life.
This repetition discovered a why.
If this day could be the best of my life, would I change anything?

If I had a dime for every time that I’ve heard this song, I'd have nothing more than a reminder of why every day means as much as the first repetition signifies.

No regrets is a lie!

This day could be the worst of my life.
Green eyes and blue skies and this day is a start and an end.
This day could be the rest of my life.
This repetition discovered a why.
If this day could be the best of my life, would I change anything?

If I had a dime for every time that I’ve heard this song, I'd have nothing more than a reminder of why every day means as much as the first repetition signifies my life.

The endless day is over, and now there’s no need for choices and no regrets is a lie.

Now I can say the reason why I choose to live life.
Written by
Timothy Luke Miller
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