

Sweet DreamsI've dreamt of pink skies,Sweet Dreams
Dotted by the candy clouds.
Paper birds flying,
Making little white cut-outs
In the sunset's silhouette.
I've dreamt of green fields,
The smell of the sweet grasses,
The tiny flowers,
Their little heads peering out
Watching the world in silence.
I've dreamt of the shade,
It's soothing kiss on my skin.
The tree leaves casting
Their cloths of speckled shadows
Down on the creatures below.
I've dreamt of us two,
Just sitting under those trees,
The flowers spying,
And the sun s


The Right WordsI search for the right words,The Right Words
But I can't find any to describe
This feeling that I feel inside
My heart, my mind, my soul.
What is it called when you feel
Trapped inside your own thoughts,
When you can feel your dreams
Slipping farther and farther away?
What is it called when you feel
Like you have no other options,
Like your whole life has been
Decided for you?
I search for the right words,
But I can't find any to describe
This feeling that I feel inside
My heart, my mind, my soul.
What is it called when


Baby BluesHey there Baby Blues,Baby Blues
Do you remember me?
You don't come by anymore.
You never smile like before.
But you still look my way,
What are you waiting for?
Hey there Baby Blues,
What do you see in her?
I hate that you're not mine.
I cry about it all the time.
But I know I can't ask you,
Are you happy now?
Hey there Baby Blues,
Why are you doing this?
I see you still watching.
I wait for you to say something.
But like me you never do,
Are you just teasing me?
Hey there Baby Blues,
When will you com


Save MeOur lives,Save Me
Divided,
Broken,
Never to meet,
Our paths
Never to cross
Again.
I can see you
On the other side,
The side full of
Sunshine,
Love,
Happiness,
And I cry.
I am trapped here,
Behind this wall,
Trapped with darkness,
Monsters,
Tears,
Help me.
I want you to come
For me, please
Save me,
Tear down this wall
Brick
By
Brick.
But you never come,
Too absorbed,
Too happy in The sunshine
To care
Abo
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Wer reitet so spät durch Nacht und Wind?
Es ist der Vater mit seinem Kind;
Er hat den Knaben wohl in dem Arm,
Er faßt ihn sicher, er hält ihn warm.
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You can't plant corn and hope for asparagus.
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