Bucketlist

Tomorrow I might be gone, regret everything I have not done. Following all my greatest plans before I walk in death his hands.

Watching water falling in drips.
Kissing your lovely lips.

Cooking for all my friends and hang out with them until the night ends.

Climb the mountains high,
Jump of and pretend to fly.
But to land safely on my feet, a parachute is what i need...

Helping the cops to stop all those robberys at the shops.
And if i could make world peace at the side... I like that... Yes yes i might...

No! Im not that guy that wants to go down in history, no i prefer to stay a mistery.

Oh death oh death, all those silly things i want to do before i am commimg towards you.

I do not know when that day will come, but i do know that this bucketlist is done.