As I turn back i see,

the visions of my future,

I wonder whats held for me,

I am an endless searcher.

My dreams are all bad,

they all make me cry,

why am i so sad,

in them my love dies.

I try to save them but its no use

My efforts are no good,

Its like a hangmans noose,

I just freeze their like a piece of wood.

I wake up to face my day,

but only for a while,

for everyone always can say,

I hide behind my smile,

My love is true,

and it is kind,

for ill love you,

for all time.