Dreams or roses
~Nov. 11, 2002~
You said you wanted dreams I gave you room to fly. I said I wanted roses, You always passed them by. You said you wanted dreams I'd always let you try. I said I wanted roses, You'd always let them die. Dreams or roses Both delicate to touch. One built on imagination, The other built on trust. Dreams or roses blossom With tender loving care. Until you come to realize, That neither are really there. You said you wanted roses. I said I didn't care. I said I wanted dreams. And you were no longer there...
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