I lay back to rest my weary eyes, dream of better days and of bluer skies. Safe inside my sleep I feel my soul scream. I would stay here forever if I could only dream...
“There was a time, I used to look into my fathers eyes. In a happy home, I was a kid I had a golden throne. Those days are gone, now they're memories on the wall. Now I hear the songs from the places where I was born ...”