Some Day

Written by: Dana Smith

Tears of sadness, tears of joy Both emotions have been wrought. To be in love or not to be: It's not a thing that can be sought. . Some day the stone will crumble And the pride will shatter, too Some day your life won't be your own Or belong to only you. The walls you've built up brick by brick Will some day be for naught; But to find her now, or later on. . It's not a thing that can be sought.