NOW

Written by: William Crocker

When I see the dreams. Of yesterday, Float by like clouds I stop . . . Reach out . . . And hold them . . . To my melancholy heart. One by one They disappear, Like sand I clutched . . . When I was young. Leaving me with nothing . . . But . . . And empty shell. . . . And, then . . . I come to now, When you are at my side, And pleasure possesses me . . . Until I cry.