Some people never listen to my advice,
even though time after time proves me right.
as time and time again, telling me that I
am not listening to their plot.
Repetitive in all my ways, building me into
something that I am not.Life to go on always,
on time, needs an even keel, to stay upright.
I am no hero, no saint, just a man striving
to get it right, a dream from strength to
strength.
Many mistakes I have made in the past, as I
look back, bridges are to fall, what do we
do, but pick up the pieces repeat the process
to restore, for without repetitiveness life
is stalled.Is the light in your eyes that I see,
your tears will never break me down, but you can try,
My love don't fail me now, don't fall between the
cracks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem