Within a lonely heart there dwells a soul of untold dreams Within a heart of love there dwells a dreamer, so it seems So what, per chance, resides among the dreams left there to die? A heart long since forgotten in the wake of days gone by And what, pray tell, lives in a heart that never dreams at all? A bitter, lonely soul it seems that hides behind a wall And as the wall stands firm and lets no other heart come near It feels not love and laughter from the ones it should hold dear In time the wall will crumble giving way to love's pure light Then once again the heart will dream and fly to greater heights.
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