Tomorrow seems so far away,
as I look at yesterday.
Life was just so different then.
I lost the feeling,
I don't know when.
I don't know why
I think I understand
what lies inside the hearts of man.
Who I was
and who I am
aren't part of what I planned.
When we were young
life wasn't fun.
Unhappiness became the fashion.
What became of all our passion?
Sinking into the mental mire
we were hoping for a heart of fire.
Life could have been our one desire,
As we lie hoping for a heart of fire.
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