Robert Johnson Poet Rhyme

Too Busy Dreaming

Too busy dreaming to ever make em' real.
Spend all my time dazed behind the wheel.
Seems I've lost my touch since I've lost you.
But I still hope that my dreams will come true.

Love, money, money, love, love of money.
Spend it wisely, cause times a thief honey.
I wasn't built to worship only Jesus.
Love and money gonna tear me to peices.

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Elizabeth Wesley February 21, 2012 at 9:21 PM I feel someone who is human in this; we do have our faults but are fortunate enough to have a second chance usually and I do think money or love are addictive. Deep thoughts in this to ponder.

Poet Destroyer A February 12, 2012 at 3:14 PM Robert, hello... gosh.. i actually feel you on the end... i never thought of it that way... geeesss..maybe that is why..i lived torn..lol.. money..and love.. not a good combo...always..pd