Tell me that there is nothing wrong
As we walk down this dusty bleak road
Footprints that were left in the sand
From many years ago
Starting to slip my mind and crack and grind
The age and fading shows
Tell me that there is nothing wrong
As we sulk down this dusty bleak road
Hold my hand and make me understand
That this is how feelings go
That some might lose and some might cry
But in the end were all gonna die
So tell me that there is nothing wrong
As I die on this dusty bleak road
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sounds kinda sad what happend to make u write this sad but good....i give it a 10