What drives me on Each breaking dawn Is an overwhelming need to know In what direction my life will go Good or bad.I got to know What will today bring Will I hear the song of the lark Or will the sky turn dark My mood swings like a weather vane Dark clouds, descend again Perhaps the sun will shine And joy will be mine The joy of my childhood years. An overwhelming need to know As down the road of life I go Crest another hill Pop another pill Turn another corner Without doubt or hesitation Hoping for fair weather Until I reach my destination Ah, life, life Youre a hard, old station.
Posted on: Fri, 12 Sep 2014 08:32:21 +0000