My heart is full, my dreams are worn
The days grow short, the nights forlorn
How much longer must we await
As God decides departure dates ?
My heart is full, my dreams are worn
The days grow short, the nights forlorn
How much longer must we await
As God decides departure dates ?
Sometimes the world seems quite enraged
While I am far from full engaged
With all the trappings we require
To feed our hearts smallest desire.
What’s happened to old fashioned ways
Like the joy of unfettered days
Help me please to stay on the track
I need some one to watch my back !
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