Pour me another. I realize that some promises are meant to be broken. We tell each other things, just to comfort each other, soften the blow a little, make things not as hard as they actually are. Keeping hope alive without actually having anything to back them up. We promise each other things and we let life get in the way of fulfilling those promises that we made. Promises can be as sturdy and hollow like bricks.
My dream began with you
Your beauty is the heart that cannot forget
When Im with you I always feel
Stars peeking from your eyes
Overwhelming joy this thing called love
I hope it never changes
My hopes and dreams
You keep alive
Now that your love is real
Your tune is like a song
Bringing happiness to chaos
How wonderful this thing called love
Especially when you said
You'd take me to your palace far away
Into the changing skies
Everything as you promised
But it was only the winds
That carried all my hopes and dreams
When you disappeared from my song
In an instant my music became as cold as night
Longing for your embrace
And the touch of your heart
Feels like there's no other way
But to let the teardrops fall
How it stings, this thing called love
When I hoped and believed when you said
You'd take me to your palace far away
Into the changing skies
Everything as you promised
But it was only the winds
That carried all my hopes and dreams
My heart cries, my heart cries
From the memory of what you said
When I still felt your love
You'd take me to your palace far away
Into the changing skies
Everything as you promised
But it was only the winds
That carried all my hopes and dreams
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