STEP BACK
Do you remember the innocent eyes
Of the child that used to be?
Pleasures that were found every day
The simple things in life were free
I've see a girl with golden hair
She looks like the angel fair
But if you looked into her soul
It's no child that lingers there
The ugly space that used to be
Filled with light and love
Is now a void a never ending pit
Of sorrow, pain, despair - unloved
Where are the dreams that we had
As children running free?
When parents were protectors
And watched over you and me
Step back in time to find yourself
How is life supposed to be?
Is the innocent life of a child
Sacrificed for the things we need?
Aug 23, 2011
Aug 23, 2011 at 6:51 PM UTC
STEP BACK
Do you remember the innocent eyes
Of the child that used to be?
Pleasures that were found every day
The simple things in life were free
I've see a girl with golden hair
She looks like the angel fair
But if you looked into her soul
It's no child that lingers there
The ugly space that used to be
Filled with light and love
Is now a void a never ending pit
Of sorrow, pain, despair - unloved
Where are the dreams that we had
As children running free?
When parents were protectors
And watched over you and me
Step back in time to find yourself
How is life supposed to be?
Is the innocent life of a child
Sacrificed for the things we need?
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