Broken Dream

by

Mark Ian Martin

The dance had stopped
The music still played
In distant dreams
My love could not fade

Come back here my angel
Don't fly past my life
Like you did last time
Come back as my wife

When I look back
The troubles we faced
The white cotton clouds
Of loves warm embrace

Parts of our lives
Had broken in two
Not just in me
It happened in you

The stowaway that your dream found
Has made the music cry
The dance we did before you left
Has stopped, my feet have died

If you come back, and start the clock
And turn it from the end
The broken dream that broke away
Will peice together and mend.

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Why don't you look at Los sueños soñados
by: Francisco García
from: Granada, Spain

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