every day comes bearing gifts,
slipping past our fingertips,
I hope we get to do it again,
so much to be thankful for,
though we don’t know what’s in store,
I hope we get to do it again,

+++ and although our time is short,
+++ how could we ask for more?
+++ within this fragile span,
+++ I hope we get to do it again..

+++ and although our time is short,
+++ how could we ask for more?
+++ we call our wishes “plans,”
+++ and we hope we get to do it again..

every day comes bearing gifts,
slipping past our fingertips,
I hope we get to do it again…