Here I come world
Standing at the doorsteps
Of success of endless glory
After years of marching
Within my own mind
After years of praying
To God, and of course, nobody else
But years, yes years …
Wondering all along
About my destiny
But here I come world
Standing at the doorsteps
About to knock
Hard and loud
About to knock, knock
On doors what that probably won’t be easy to open
But I’m going to knock anyway
And knock often
Because you can never get to where you want
Without heavy pursuit, without even stronger will
So knock
Knock, knock
World here I come
No drumbeat needed
Although I come with a parade of dreams.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
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