Tekster: One Dollar Short. Eight Days Way. Ten Years.

The dream as every dream is ours
so dont stand idle waiting.
For those that wait get left behind
washed ashore by the hands of time
what if tomorrow never came?

Today as every day is ours
so make each and everyday count somehow.
Will you have played your part?
Will you have carved your mark?
Where are you at this very moment?

Where will you be this time next year?
Where will you be in 10 years time?

What if you just had one more day?
What if you were a second away?

A pinch of sand, a grain of salt,
another yesterday with no result.
Don't let time catch you with regret.
For those who wait, get left behind
washed ashore by the hands of time.

What if tomorrow never came?

If you lose your way, just remember that if man can
reach the stars, then so can you.

Where will you be this time next year?
Where will you be in ten years time?

Do you ever wonder?
Do you ever wonder?

Where will you be this time next year?
Where will you be in ten years time?

Where will you be this time next year?
Where will you be in ten years time?

Ten years time, ten years time, ten years time...