Blue

Another year has gone by
Another season has come and pass
That's just the way life is
Like watching the scenery go by on a train ride
Nothing stays forever, nothing lasts
Everything has it's time and rhyme

Here I sit again
Watching the clouds pass above
And a wind from the north blows
Blocking out the sun from my face
Plummeting my soul into darkness
The ones that engulfs you whole
And once again I sit and dwell
Dreaming of a day that was never meant to be

How much time was wasted in dreams
How much time was wasted in crying
It doesn't make any sense
No sense at all to any mind
Yet the tears do flow and sobs do come
Yet one still hopes and one still wants

Precious child
Do you not know you are much loved?
That you are more than ordinary
Dear child
Will you allow Sorrow to steal the joys
When you can make it your own day
Silly child
When will you learn
Tomorrow is also another day...