The flame of youth so brightly glows.
Where it may lead, nobody
knows,
Ah, but hope fills
meadows as it grows
In heathered fields of
dreams.
The whispering breeze
from every tree
Offers a love song for
you and me,
Oh, and life feels just
like eternity
On feathered angel wings.
But winds of change come
swift and low
To leave us in their
afterglow
And our dreams are left
to mellow
In the wine.
But we move on without
regret
To roads we haven’t
travelled yet,
Walking hand in hand we
won’t forget
The dreams we left
behind.
Our future moves into the
past,
Dreams to memories, sweet
at last,
And we reminisce as we
hold fast
To dreams we left behind.
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