When the wheels of life's truck, stop turning
you begin to then ask your self why.
And deep in your soul, you feel burning.
your wings, they no longer, can fly
Your heart is a blur, it's fast fading
your mind is so blank, its turned white
replacement of red, deep grey shading
every day, seems one long endless fight
Your room, seems to be your new tombstone
the last place you'll ever be seen
lost in your mind, heart and home
he's gone, and your lost in a dream
you pant, as your eyes slowly wake now
you look right beside you, and see
you lean in, your lips on his soft brow
just one dream, led your mind, to believe.
