I don’t watch what people do
so I can’t ever copy you
my thoughts come from Jah
and they’re always coming through
no time to boo hoo
lost hopes, lost dreams
don’t let them consume
Suppose, you just move
glide smooth
sashe through the whipping life’s giving you
suppose, you then bloom
as the tears you shed
water your roots
oh baby,
look at the shoots
peaking out, shining through
Suppose we choose to be happy
when we really want to be mad
suppose we choose forgiveness
when it’s easier to be sad
suppose,
we realize today is all that we have
& we let shit go
would that be so bad?
