Friday, February 6, 2009

A memory from childhood...

When you rush around in hopeless circles

Searching ev'rywhere for something true

You're at the age of not believing

When all the "make believe" is through

When you set aside your childhood heroes

And your dreams are lost up on a shelf

You're a t the age of not believing

And worst of all you doubt yourself

You're a castaway where no one hears you

On a barren isle in a lonely sea

Where did all the happy endings go?

Where can all the good times be?

You must face the age of not believing

Doubting ev'rything you ever knew

Until at last you start believing

There's something wonderful...Truly wonderful in you

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