There will always be, a broken dream
Broken wings, scattered around
Some of us, may pick up the pieces
And some of us, will just leave it behind
There will always be, songs without tunes
Dances out of steps, we can't belong
Hopes and longings, we may never catch
And lot of goodies, surely not for us
There will always be, the one that got away
The one we know, we pray would stay
But don't despair, all is so clear
Not all we want, we can claim and count
I agree with you in this piece and I love your last line because it is so very true!
This is so true. Good job V...