Unfinished dreams are like raindrops
that never touch the ground.
It is a bird calling out to its mate
with no return sound.
The woman who's loneliness
is filled with books.
There's more to her
if you just take a look.
Keep searching for your reflection
in the stream.
Mend your heart
and finish your unfinished dreams.
that never touch the ground.
It is a bird calling out to its mate
with no return sound.
The woman who's loneliness
is filled with books.
There's more to her
if you just take a look.
Keep searching for your reflection
in the stream.
Mend your heart
and finish your unfinished dreams.
