Going back in my mind,
to the time my dreams were real,
me living them in the moment,
and now looking at where,
I do now be, is see.
I live from day to day,
only knowing,
something is missing
and missed.
Will there come that day,
grey skies turn to sunshine once more?
Will my heart ever find,
it's final resting place,
in love's sweet arms,
free from harm.
Why is my dream any less,
than any other's?
Why can't I have my piece of pie,
and peace of mind,
all in the knowing, it was not
all just but a dream?
Show me the way,
lay path before me.
Fill my hand, my heart,
the oh so empty places,
once so full
and fulfilled.
