There was a time we had our dreams
But even then we knew full well,
No matter how long or hard we tried
Our life would still be just a shell.
The world keeps on turning
Same with us, nothing’s ever new;
It’s all so very tiresome my love
Doing the same old thing we do.
Over and over we begin again,
A sincere and honest go of it;
But nothing changes who we are or
Helps make the two of us a better fit.
How long will it take for us
To finally come to our senses;
Enough to realize we can’t go on
Simply building more and more fences.
“We have to break down the barriers,
Find some other way,
Because we simply can’t go on like this, ”
But isn’t that what I always say.
If either of us could accept the truth
Even if that breaks our hearts,
At least we’d have a brand new slate,
Maybe the chance for another start.
But we’ll cry and make more promises
Pretend it’s not an impossible climb;
Convince ourselves that our “once upon a dream”
Is something more than a waste of time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sad, but true, the differences are the attraction but some times they are too great to over come. Letting go after a long time sometimes becomes imposable, as the two of you are a habbit. Nice poem. T