Time.People.Dreams
Time. People. Dreams.
Times change
Minds range
People do and people say but in the end there is a price to pay
Time flies
People die
Where truth lies
People cry
Understandment is met
Tears of sorrow are wet
Unaware of hatred and despair
But they will always be there
We try to hide but they will always abid
Time flies
People die
And dreams are fried