Someday

While Sun Shines at east and west waits down, My heart felt all pains and hurt by thorns, oh, How life Seemed so darkened as a deep blue ocean. With Vales & Mount on Silence Sweet tears For men.

Smell of roses on a Springtime while Children play. Behind the Shadow of fading bliss is laughter of child still gay. No wonder why wanderers sometimes get lost in a far, Maybe they believe in no dream and wishing on stars. Though I have cryin and blues no torch in the Future, Chance I'll still catch Strive for more, for brighter could be they way if thee try ah thee pray, And dreams could be bestowed upon thee Someday...