Within a lonely heart there dwells |
A soul of untold dreams
Within a heart of love there dwells
A dreamer, so it seems
So what, per chance, resides
Among the dreams left there to die?
A heart long since forgotten
In the wake of days gone by
And what, pray tell, lives in a heart
That never dreams at all?
A bitter, lonely soul it seems
That hides behind a wall
And as the wall stands firm
And lets no other heart come near
It feels not love and laughter
From the ones it should hold dear
In time the wall will crumble
Giving way to love's pure light
Then once again the heart will dream
And fly to greater heights.