Still feeling the time when I was my that,
Man Friday
Under the sun, on any given day
Treading the unwritten
That would go my inner way

Though I am still my man Friday
I cannot say I am that ‘me’
Under the sun, on any given day
Looking now for the chances
To make it even a single day
To rediscover my Man Friday

My Man Friday would make for all
For chances that he created,
Out of the chances that I lost
Healing everything,
Crossing every wall
Never playing the guest,
Always being the host
Roaming free beyond this world
On song of the will
In tune with the Soul
My Man Friday
Being my whole

Will You come to my help
To complete the journey
On the path, to my soul..
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