Dreams

Oh how difficult it is to find purpose Longing for the day I find mines The truth of all this wandering I can't seem to find my own Own way of life, own way of knowing Of the times that make me happy I am aging in every minute But the songs just won't produce I am building a life of lostness Of finding a source in this mystery we call life Others seem to have find it so easily Yet their journey isn't unfolded Oh how I envy these people where they've gone where I want to go And I am seeking to find that place where I can finally say "I made it!" Oh how it is difficult to see the path But I am trying and I am finding That this road is hard for anyone I can't be the only one! I am yet to finding my calling So I can say that I have tried With this dream that may Someday Be Reality.