| where have they all gone the dreams of yesteryear friends we thought were forever but are no longer here | |
| would you shed a bitter tear | |
| Or will you lock me away with the rest of fears, lost forever in yesteryear... | |
| Or will you unlock your fears and fly onto the highway of lifes adventure | |
| Fragrant; wisps of aromatic smiles, futuristic shades gather us - roll us across its palm. | |
| we have become our dreams: sorrowful joy; once imperfect, now whole in an ocean of glistening wounds | |
| at once we shall wake up to find our selves forgoten memories. in a land full of peace! | |
| Where shall I find true value? I lost it yesterday. Stooped to pick the pennies and the dollars blew away. | |
| The good old days are like a dream and in my mind they all stream. | |
| Streaming through my mind like clear crystalline waters Memories filled with cool shades of blue and mellow shades of ivory. | |
| Quirky little snips of human interaction Sometimes charge my memory into sad retraction. | |
| Let us think happy thoughts.... Instead of gloom darkness and despair | |
| Our dreams have fallen, they now embrace the dew of morn' Close our eyes to discover, a new dream has been born | |
| With new brighter dreams flying higher covering grey moments from before, | |
| The dreams of yesteryear, remembered past, are those which haunt our nights until at last those memories we made begin to fade and future fancies leave the mind aghast. |

