back when I had dreams
I was so hopeful then
time was my best friend
and life held promise
money in my old blue jeans
I always knew the way there
but I knew I couldn't stay there
it would not be honest
back when I had dreams
my heart was wide open
I'd spend my evenings hoping
the next day soon would come
I'd plan my little schemes
and life would surely follow
I'd plan for tomorrow
and not settle for its crumbs
now all I want is one more chance
but that's too much, it seems
still I remember who I was
back when I had dreams
so I grew into a bitter man
I knew what life could be
exactly what it should be
but it never satisfied
I tried to understand
but bad luck was all around me
trouble would surround me
and it would not be denied
but still I keep on trying
I keep asking with my voice
even though I have no choice
and good luck is not my friend
even through these tears I'm crying
I can feel my faith returning
in these lessons that I'm learning
I'm yearning once again
all I want is one more chance
but that's too much, it seems
still I remember who I was
back when I had dreams
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