I walk the streets in my borrowed time,
Life is good and love is mine
My dreams i search in borrowed sunshine
for all that’s true and beautiful and fine.
I know this happiness is not going to be forever,
Yet i glory in the moment and rejoice in its fever.
This moment will not last and still i am never
Too late to realize that life is every minute dearer.
On and on i go in celebration of life’s mystery
to smile, to cry till death comes by and stops me.
I figured that if i loved a lot and laughed a lot,
Death will be sweet coz i gave life my best shot.


