Dreams Don't Come True


		At daybrake tomorrow

		I could rise and
		        greet

		    the new sun

		       smile on 
		     a 		my 
		with 		   face
		 and		   heart
		     a 		my 
		        song in
                          and
			  the
			 world
			   on
			   a
			 string

		But dreams don't come true now

		and 	 isn't 	      on      side
		    luck       always 	 your 

		some 	   will     furious
		     fates 	 be 

		success often s p u r i o u s

		and 
		    summer 
			   follows 
				   spring

		One spring brought a lover;

		she could make me
			  feel

		    like someone

		who 
		     could    anything
			   do 
			   be 
		     could    done at all
		that

		I guess I missed a cue.

		Maybe this spring another

		will 	  me 	 fill 	 with 
		     love    and      me      pride;

		set me up for a 
				fal 
				   l,
		hook, 
			      line,
		      sinker,
			      and all,

			but
		       dreams
		       don't
			come
			true.

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