At night I dream
Of lust and love and laughter,
Of pain and disaster,
And each extreme
Remains unreal,
A product of my mind.
But there's a thief
Who steals my desires,
My midnight fantasies,
And sets them free.
There in the light of day
They live and breathe.
Live dangerously
He whispers in my ear,
Life aint no rehearsal
There's a choice of aspirations
Of live, of love, of pain,
It's up to you to choose.
All you have to do
Is reach a little further
And choose to live.
Take with both hands
The chances you've been given
And make them real.
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