rewind your mind the the other days.
it goes back way far away.
where the flowers grow,
and the people don't know,
where everything seemed okay.
when you've tried forever,
hoping for better,
and a piece of it comes along,
what happens to the dream?
the whole entire theme,
of the hope mustered,
through fluster and buster.
to the chorus of the song,
to the love in i love you.
to the sun in the daylight,
to the sand in the desert.
to the soul in the shoe,
to the turquoise in the blue.
to the theme in the dream,
to exactally what i need.
