Borrowed Time...
My time is all to someone else, my work ,my doctors, and always my kids.
No time to myself for even a thought, my mind stays full of chaos.
If only I could borrow moments to really express myself.
To my wife I'd give my Love and praise I try to every day,
my boys I'd Love to hug them all and see them to success...
My parents would know how much I care though I always seem so busy..
Friends I've lost or let relations go would know my loss without them.
If all I have is borrowed time let me spend it to it's end, I want to be a husband, a father, a good son and a friend.
No time to myself for even a thought, my mind stays full of chaos.
If only I could borrow moments to really express myself.
To my wife I'd give my Love and praise I try to every day,
my boys I'd Love to hug them all and see them to success...
My parents would know how much I care though I always seem so busy..
Friends I've lost or let relations go would know my loss without them.
If all I have is borrowed time let me spend it to it's end, I want to be a husband, a father, a good son and a friend.
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