What Dreams Are Made Of

by ~Patiently Waiting~   Aug 4, 2008


Think back several years,
We met when we were just teens,
Time has passed and
Now we're just a couple o' coulda-beens.

We had dreams
But none of them have amounted,
We've done things
But none of them really counted.

I dropped out of school,
And you did too,
We've got nothin' but each other,
So now what should we do?

We had somethin',
Oh what coulda been,
We had it all
When we were just teens.

Now all we've got are these memories,
So let's do what we should, let's reminisce,
When you think about it as we're together,
We could have mansions but it's not as good as this.

Some people think that we are depressed,
Livin' poorly and in a mess,
But we've got what they don't, we've got happiness,
And that truly is the definition of success.

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