Post by sweet_dreams on Sept 15, 2002 20:35:32 GMT -5
My river of dreams,
how deep they flow.
Wisdom leads..
but how can I follow.
To many tears shed
all alone...
the pain is old
but leaves me hollow.
Drift down the river-
but will I dream?
Why should I-
the visions are pained.
I don't want to see
what the future brings-
when the past
has brought me
this far down.
I've dipped my hand
and drank
from this river of dreams.
But my heart
has not met my soul.
The tide has turned
and on down stream..
the pull is strong
and I have lost will-
so I will drift on down
through time.
how deep they flow.
Wisdom leads..
but how can I follow.
To many tears shed
all alone...
the pain is old
but leaves me hollow.
Drift down the river-
but will I dream?
Why should I-
the visions are pained.
I don't want to see
what the future brings-
when the past
has brought me
this far down.
I've dipped my hand
and drank
from this river of dreams.
But my heart
has not met my soul.
The tide has turned
and on down stream..
the pull is strong
and I have lost will-
so I will drift on down
through time.