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How many times I was going to give up "hang in there" people told me I hung in there with my frustration hope things will change miracally like a walking animal with no thoughts I hung myself by additcted to my youth
Wake up, my heart called me gently A soft voice with determined touch I can not let the life just drifting An aimless boat will only sink
I will never be young A happy future is still in front of me I will roam in my dream when I finally open the window how can I say spring is not here again
I smell the fragrance of the fresh field hear the songs of free spirit feel the power of the strength it is time to go out where I can dance with dream again
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