2nd
I do dream without knowing
for times that are worth showing
oh how I wish I could control
for I would never long to see again.
times past would never be forgotten
Happiness would be the sight,
never a long restless night
time spent tossing and turning
the night light burning
craving for some peace of mind.
Would it truly lead to pleasant thoughts?
I’ve heard rumors of remorse from those
that never get out from their shadows.
Stuck in the past they forever are
with no escape from future woes.
The vicarious life of the generations new
that fuel those of the past many, too.
when all is said and done
there will always be regrets...
there will always be a regret.
