I
am waiting for my turn
My
turn to make a difference
A
difference; a rightful turn
I
shall never befriend pretense
Because
I have learnt my lessons
Along
the droopy route of life
And
am still counting my blessings
Happy,
I am for the gift of life
I
know the journey is very tough
Some
say life is a tag of war
And
I learnt the texture is rough
So
am building a hopeful door
With
courage and perseverance,
I
shall complete every mission
And
with hope in abundance,
I
shall curtail every confusion
Onward
ever, backward never
We
are moving on and on
Backward
never, onward ever
We
are moving on and on
Never
stopping, we still topping
Are
you waiting for your turn?
So
you can make the right turn?
To
effect a sound difference?
And
also stop every pretense?
Can
you count all your blessings?
And
can you recall your lessons?
Come
on, give thanks for life
For
so precious, is the gift of life
I
know the journey is very tough
And
I learnt the texture is rough
We
all know life is a tag of war
That’s
why we must build a door
With
courage and perseverance
Trust
me, we have hope in abundance
So
we can complete every mission
With
much fewer confusion
Onward
ever, backward never
We
are moving on and on
Backward
never, onward ever
We
are moving on and on
Never
stopping, still topping
