Someday I’ll get my life in order.

Someday I’ll take that trip.

And I’ll live by the ocean.

Someday I’ll get a grip.

Someday I’m gonna leave this place.

And won’t remember why.

Someday I’ll have fond memories

That will surely make me cry

Someday I won’t be busy

Someday I will slow down.

Someday I’ll look back on life

And see you all around.

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