oh what a day

Oh' what a day,
to behold
for seasons come and go
yet sorrow grow into borrow
and tommorow is yet unknown.

I borrow the smiles
of untold suffering tales of life
i borrow the leg that make me walk and beg
maybe for nothing but bread
i borrow, yes! i borrow,
even the air
in and out of my lungs.
its fair that i borrow
cos am only human in want

So i borrow
for i know damn sure
the heavens will knock pure
for tomorrow is yet unknown
and God owns all i borrow,
what more will i do than kiss
his beautiful torso
for it brings me nothing but gold.