~The Dreamy Prisoner~

A prisoner... A mirror... A bed... And lots of dreams... Where do all of these lead?

THE PRISONER...



Dying to meet again the young face

I used to see

When looking in the mirror

And many questions in my head.


Now I'm lying on my bed

Closing my eyes

Dreaming of the old days

That went so fast and disappeared...


Trying to refresh my memory

And to go for a while

And never come back

Wishing time stops at that minute

And I'll forever be Prisoner

Of that wonderful world...


I open my eyes 'cause nothing took me back

And instead of forgetting the present

And drowning in the past,

I found myself Prisoner

Behind the future's cruel bars...






DREAMS...



Hoping the old times return

Wishing that every dream comes true

And living desperately to know and learn

That the hopes we hold can go through

The wide blue sky and come back

With no answer and no proof...