May I Ask You
Where did your dreams go,
may I ask you, my child,
do you still have them,
or did you just put them aside.
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Where did the time go,
may I ask you, my child,
did it slip away,
in your days of being wild.
Where is your future,
may I ask you, my child,
you make the decision,
mamas getting tired.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2008
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