Treasure Island

Gilbert Samuels

(26-oct 1977 / Georgetown, Guyana)

sometimes


Sometimes
Sometimes life treats you good
And sometimes life treats you bad
Sometimes you changed it where you could
And sometimes it would drive you mad

Sometimes you treat life good
And sometimes you treat life bad
Sometimes the wrong place you stood
And sometimes that made you sad

Sometimes you think you know it all
And say words you might regret
Sometimes you'll be standing tall
But wish some words you had never said

Sometimes you need to swallow a lot
Sometimes you have to take a fall
Allways you'll get a hand from god,
The one who pulls you through it all

These are the words of a sinner
Who in god began to believe
Someone who became a winner
And daily god blessings he receives

Submitted: Monday, May 14, 2007
Edited: Friday, February 25, 2011

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