Dreamer

Once I was young , sure, and true.. very hopeful of what life would do..... The Sun was brighter, shinier...every step getting me near, To the dreams that I had dreamt. I never wanted much- no big riches , no big life, Just a loving hand to hold, just a smile, A little laughter and a few tears, A little fun over the years. You grow up...sure you do. In many ways than you\\\\\\'d think, I was so naive - it makes me wonder...... I laugh at my childish manner. Being a dreamer has its price.. That you in pay in tears.... Being a dreamer has its price.. And you pay in years.