TO THE DAWN AND BACK
Been to the dawn and back
Looked at my self and asked
What is it you lak?
Try to make my own way
Make my own tracks
Standing in the middle of one-way street
They just pass me without a word to say
Sitting alone in a crowed room
Everyone it will be better soon
As they move further away from me
Pray Lord, let my life just be dream
Been to the dawn and back
Look at my self and asked
What do you lack?
Quite fills the room
Hear the sound but don't look down
Look across the room
See the gypsy girl telling fortune
From her crystal ball telling it all
She sang my sad song
Want to go back to the dawn
To hear a new sad song
To see my self in a new light
This time it'll be alight
© Copyright 2011 Thomas Dooley
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