Our Dreams Are Not For Sale
Our living is in your pocket but
Our hearts are not for sale
You have taken from Peter
To pay Paul for far too long
Now our house is up for sale
As we become transparent
You try to disappear
Promises and answers
From people that couldn’t buy a clue
Hear our wakeup call
Our dreams are not for sale
We believe in the Red White and Blue
But we have lost our faith in you
To you it is only about getting elected
But there is so much more for you to do
Copyright © Brian Kilpatrick | Year Posted 2011
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