Everyday is a journal page
Every man holds a quill and ink
And there's plenty of room for writing in
All we do and believe and think
So will you compose a curse
Or will today bring the blessings
Fill the page with a rhyming verse
Or some random sketching
Teach us to count the days
Teach us to make the days count
Lead us in better ways
Cuz somehow our souls forgot
Life means so much
Life means so much
Life means so much
Everyday is a bank account
Time is our currency
So no one's rich, nobody's poor
We get 24 hours each
So how are you gonna spend?
Will you invest or squander?
Try to get ahead
Or help someone who's under?
Teach us to count the days...
Has anybody lived who knew the value of a life
And don't you think giving is all
What prove the worth of yours and mine
Teach us to count the days...
Every day is a gift you've been given
Make the most of the time, every minute you're livin'
Chris Rice
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