Will It Ever Be
Sometimes I ask myself,
will I be able to see again?
The time that is now gone away,
will with the winds of fun I sway?
the laughs, the screams,the lovely dreams,
together we were for long,
now will we be?
Sometimes I think of the wonderful times,
how we laughed together and shared mournful cries.
Will it ever be the same,
or will this time go away and forget to come again