posted 2001 by A.J. Lappin
My life is like a bubble I get into much trouble I float away and away Where do I go? I do not know Up, Up and away
My life is like a haze I am always in a daze I just want to fit in Where do I go? Where have I been? Up, up and away
My life is like a butterfly Beautiful, new, and dry I love my life It is as sharp as a knife Up, up and away
My life is now, ever present in my day My life is what I have, no one can take that away
My life is but an empty journal waiting for something to be written in it.