I dream and dream and it never stops
The reoccurring themes, and the ticking clocks.
Hopes and inspirations seem in reach
I can only want is someone to want to teach.
Longing for the long drives at night
Just with the right
Music and memories to make...
Did I make a mistake?
Pondering over what can and will be.
I only wish that I could see
the memories that still haunt my being
which I wish these could be leaving.
It consumes my soul to where I don't want to let go.
all of them that really know.
Meaning, this music and I with the memories shared.
I still walk this path of the places not dared