Looking out my window I see a Krystal drink cup laying in the middle of the road.
Cars passing by and it's tossed around.But it always ends back in the middle of the road.
In a way life is like that cup.
Turmoil,setbacks toss us around but we survive.
Ending right back where we started from just like that Krystal drink cup.
But in all reality the right vehicle will pass by flatting that cup.
So as life goes.
Cars passing by and it's tossed around.But it always ends back in the middle of the road.
In a way life is like that cup.
Turmoil,setbacks toss us around but we survive.
Ending right back where we started from just like that Krystal drink cup.
But in all reality the right vehicle will pass by flatting that cup.
So as life goes.
