Who can trace the path of time...?
Not you nor me
The twisted road we call our lives
We cannot see...
We are all the same it seems
Behide closed eyes
Broken dreams and promises
In good disguise
All we're really looking for is somewere
Safe and warm
The shelter of each other in the storm...
So here I am standing in the middle
Of what we've come to know
It's a dance,
Holding on and letting go...
So much pain, no good reason why...
I've cryed until the tears runs dry
And nothing here can make me understand
The one thing that I hold so dear
Is slipped from my hands...
Just goes to show that I never know
Just what tomorrow brings
But I'll tell you this, that what it is
Is seldom what it seems...
So now,
I walk the road alone and lost
Sad memory of yesterday
Terrible scares
Keeps me gathering the pieces of
My shattered heart
There was once upon a time...
When I can believe
When hope was living within
I know there will come a time
When I can believe again
For,
We all live for that moment..
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