Post by Tania on Jan 26, 2004 6:29:11 GMT -5
Praying didn't help much did it?
The rain came and swept away the depression
Of yesterdays, of everyday things
Of mornings, lost in a haze
of going, getting on with your life
Of habit, of general day to day
And tears are dried while dreams are unrealised
In one waking nightmare after another
And the mirror refects back an older woman
thinking...
WHere have the years gone?
Where are my dreams - shattered
On an island of everyday things
Tania Walsh
The rain came and swept away the depression
Of yesterdays, of everyday things
Of mornings, lost in a haze
of going, getting on with your life
Of habit, of general day to day
And tears are dried while dreams are unrealised
In one waking nightmare after another
And the mirror refects back an older woman
thinking...
WHere have the years gone?
Where are my dreams - shattered
On an island of everyday things
Tania Walsh