Everyday I sleep with the very hope
That maybe it was all a bad bad dream
Maybe in the morning when I would wake up..
U'll be the same gazing idly...
From days its now month
My hope is diminishing
For its hard to succumb
The brutal truth it is...
Yes life goes on and so will I be
Moving on an on abiding destiny
But the hollow emptiness
No one can fill oh thee!!
Why why why you've set yourself so free???
That maybe it was all a bad bad dream
Maybe in the morning when I would wake up..
U'll be the same gazing idly...
From days its now month
My hope is diminishing
For its hard to succumb
The brutal truth it is...
Yes life goes on and so will I be
Moving on an on abiding destiny
But the hollow emptiness
No one can fill oh thee!!
Why why why you've set yourself so free???
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