I keep hearing car doors close,
I wonder if it's you...
If promises were made of gold,
Would you still give them out...
I love you so much,
Why can't you see...
I wish I were your pillow,
With your head upon my chest...
Dreams are when our hopes become
Our wishes, to come true...
There comes a point, in every life
Where no more can be done...
If only I could find a way
To make you be with me, today...
I watch the clouds go rolling by,
And I find myself asking why...
I know it's hard, right now, to see,
But it's said "What will be, will be"...
If each of us has just one soul,
That searches for its mate...
Butterflies and fairy-tales,
Life with love and hope...
Birds, they fly, and sing, and flutter.
Me, I sometimes start to stutter...