I can't just dream any longer.
I've been crying for you.
As people do when they moan.
When people die, when times die.
A simple command by the brain when heavily moved,
't is a great rush of heavy emotions to drown the head in.
When times are born.
Have you heard the news.
And yet.
I've been crying for you,
and it didn't take anything more
than what I hope
is to be a future memory.
Of course, always the music.
The King was right.
You're still on my mind.