Dreams, Lies And Expectations
I feel the bitterness of disappointment
Dreams that once nourished my heart
With compassion and were pleasant rest
For so long now have become a hell to me
Dreams that were pleasant rest for so long
Is a dream a lie if it doesn't come true?
The stars often disappear
In the light of morning
While I still lie awake
Because those memories
They come back to haunt me
Thеy haunt me like a curse
Is a drеam a lie if it doesn't come true?
Well how much happier that man is
Who believes his native town is the world
That he who aspires to become greater
Than his nature will allow
Those memories come back to haunt me
They haunt me like a curse
Is a dream a lie if it doesn't come true?
Or is it something worse?