Its one, girl your late
Its still ten, no ill be on at eight
Turning it on. A few minutes to wait
Looking for a S, no it aint Superman
Nowhere close, or should i say too close to the man
Everything he is cept for super powers
Bt he doesnt stand above towers
Close to or lower than ground to be exact
Standing in his own world, everything he retracts
Where up is down and left is right
Make sure he passes everyones height
His world works for him
Its not exactly my coffee and cream
Completing each other, Our Yin and Yang
but even Superman learns from Lois
like Tarzan and Jane
Better each other, time is in their favor
Story wouldnt be the same
if neither wouldn't wana see each others
mind in a frame
They said experience is the best teacher
Would you know wat to do if i meet my reaper
Have the power to see each time bt ignores
Claim it hurts.. or is it a bore?
only you know the answer
Even Superman cant storm each weather
he too strayed from his kryptonite
Such killer, and yet its wat made him
Like the man he too choose to stray, loose the firm
Waiting till the storm pass, and wait some more
Who noes wen god'll call us home
Wat if before u noe it u'll be left all alone?
How will you know the time in which it'll be the last seeing?
So why would you pass a chance given?
This is your decision, U've had the best teacher
Throughout all ur yrs of experience
Stop living life full of regrets
Weather the hurt in the storm, let god shape u to be the best
Would Superman be wat he is without his kryptonite?
How will you react... if god calls me home..tonight?
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