My heart craves for those times when I could wake up and taste the morning dew,
Those times when I could have a morning walk and start the day anew.
But times change and life continues,
No longer is there the dew, no longer can I start my life anew.
I pull my heart with all my might,
I tell her, you aint living a dream, thats right.
No one's forcing you, no ones dictating you,
Your life is your life, you are its enforcer, you are its dictator.
Go out, run, return to the dews, the morning walks and start anew.