It Was Only A Dream
So many times I ask my self, What am I doing here?
I’m living my life of fears, filling my face with tears.
So many times I wonder, Who in thunder am I?
So many people ask me, What is so wrong with living,
If they only knew. So what is it with me, Why can’t I
see, living as others do, and finally I realized, it is you.
After all the things I’ve done, and all the things I’ll do,
I still love you. I turned my back so did you. But I can’t
help myself; I’m really in love with you. So many times
I ask myself, What is it about you, that I love you so? I
guess it’s the way you always, “To you I am somebody,”
or at least you used to say it. So many times I wonder,
what you are, Who you are, Why do I love you? And
finally I realize, you are the reason, I hate living. If I
can’t be with you, there’s no use in living. I hate this
place, I hate this life, I had a dream, someday I’d be
your wife, but like I said, It was only a dream. But I
can’t understand, Why you say, Dream on, But no
matter what you say, I’ll always love you, and I’ll
always dream, of you
G. Renay Lyons
4Comfort Travel
757-565-1779
So many times I ask my self, What am I doing here?
I’m living my life of fears, filling my face with tears.
So many times I wonder, Who in thunder am I?
So many people ask me, What is so wrong with living,
If they only knew. So what is it with me, Why can’t I
see, living as others do, and finally I realized, it is you.
After all the things I’ve done, and all the things I’ll do,
I still love you. I turned my back so did you. But I can’t
help myself; I’m really in love with you. So many times
I ask myself, What is it about you, that I love you so? I
guess it’s the way you always, “To you I am somebody,”
or at least you used to say it. So many times I wonder,
what you are, Who you are, Why do I love you? And
finally I realize, you are the reason, I hate living. If I
can’t be with you, there’s no use in living. I hate this
place, I hate this life, I had a dream, someday I’d be
your wife, but like I said, It was only a dream. But I
can’t understand, Why you say, Dream on, But no
matter what you say, I’ll always love you, and I’ll
always dream, of you
G. Renay Lyons
4Comfort Travel
757-565-1779
1 comment:
That's really beautiful and hits home for so many who are afraid to truly express what they feel inside but instead live a lie...a life just getting by or settling just because what we have is safe while harbouring the pain deep within of wanting and wishing for that someone we truly love and adore.
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