Our Minds and Souls
I used to look out the window when I was a kid.
Dreaming of things I’d love to be.
Dreaming of places I’d love to see.
Life brings with it a chain and ball.
Life delivers promises and some must fail.
But, I promised that little boy behind my eyes. That I would do one thing with no regret and no lies.
I’d love a woman and give her everything this soul could give. A lonely, lost little boy and I would be to her a mighty king.
Life plays games with our minds and souls but this promise I made to that kid, well it still holds.
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