tom cunningham

The Present - Text

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The Present

When you're tired and beat
And you're on a dead-end street
Lookin' for the pieces of a dream that's shattered
You could spend all your days
Sayin' sorry in a hundred different ways
But would it matter?

Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery
It can feel like life's against you, but it isn't
Suddenly the winds may shift
And then you'll see, today's a gift
And that's why it's called the present

Each day is like a friend
You won't ever see again
Better grab it, 'cause it's gone before you know it
Turn a light on in your heart
Find the love that you've kept hidden in the dark
Come on and show it

'Cause yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery
It can feel like life's against you, but it isn't
Suddenly the winds may shift
And then you'll see, today's a gift
And that's why it's called the present

Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery
It can feel like life's against you, but it isn't
Suddenly the winds may shift
And then you'll see, today's a gift
And that's why it's called the present

And that's why it's called the present

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