Why wait any longer,
Life is drifting on;
What time is getting younger,
Soon the days are gone.
Follow your heart and remain,
Always true and brave;
Never carry love in vain,
Feelings have their conclave.
Summertime now runs about,
With guiding lights strong;
There will come suspect and doubt,
In every kind of love song.
Here I am on a crossroad,
Trying to be very proud;
Carrying with me discommode,
Love's sometimes a rainy cloud.
Why wait any longer,
For the one to come with me;
Distances are going longer,
Some out of reach already.
Build on a stairway to come,
Many things may go far;
Love has feelings and freedom,
Bring in the concept and avatar.
Why wait any longer,
Life is drifting on;
What time is getting younger,
Soon the days are gone.
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