Dias não se repetem

Um grande sonho jogado no chão

E um coração desesperado

Tentando buscar

Um jeito de recomeçar

Mas lutador só quer vencer

Se levantar, sair caminhando,

Continuar jogando

Não se deixe influenciar

Pelas más notícias na TV

E o medo de se atrever

Mil coisas mais

Ou o mundo ou você

Tenho pressa, eu sei

Isso é o que eu preciso

Dias não se repetem

E eu me ocupo de viver

A ilusão não muda

Dentro do meu coração

Se eu pudesse compreender

A tempestade a se formar

O tempo vai passando

E não se tem como voltar

Um passo uma geração inteira

Entre a derrota e a vitória

É o jeito de jogar

Me de suas mãos vamos lutar

Não há razão

Em não tentar

Só por medo de falhar

Parar com tudo

Esquecer de sonhar

Tenho pressa eu sei

Isso e o que eu preciso

Dias não se repetem

E eu me ocupo de lutar

O tempo vai passando

E não se tem como voltar

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