The dreams of our childhood
lay in the corner
lonely and cold.
The thoughts that we had played with
and their youthful promise
are growing old.
It seems we walk away
forgetting their face
we can't even remember their name.
We close our eyes
we lose our focus
and our lives are never the same.
Sometimes we get lucky
someone comes along
to reintroduce us to our heart.
Yes, I'm one of those lucky ones
you've brought back my sight my love,
now I'm finally ready to start.