The
broken dreams
It
lays into the darkness
Living
for the time
Where
it may come alive
You
dream to be somebody
Under
the trees or on the train
You
let your mind travels
Into
the fantasy you make
You
may feel important
In
the home or among friends
But
your own broken dreams
You
yearn for it..
As
time passes on
You
find it is difficult to get it
Age
has come the opportunity less
You
have to change course
But
the broken dreams
You
will think of it
In
time it will come around
As
you see in your imaginative world
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