The story that never got to be told
The story that never got to be told
There will be no songs written
`bout this sweet pain of mine
No such stories to be told
A dream was what I got out of this
sweet sacred time
A thought never meant to grow old
A picture is in my head now
and it is playing its tune
Cruel but so beautiful I could die
A smile is never wasted
on a sunny afternoon
Even if it feed tears to my eyes
Have you ever felt a dying dream
and how i crumbles alone
Ever listened to its painful screams
when all hope i vanished and gone
I´ve made 1000 wishes
and wrote 2000 words to you
each single one a poem on its own
But a wish is just the fools way
of grasping what´s already gone
and what is a dream
but a young hearts stupid crown