|
|
|
by: Rahul Thakkar
| Little boy, little boy | | You dream so many dreams, | | Awake, asleep
You dream within dreams,
Anecdotes you relate of
So many flights of fancy.
O mother O father fascinated; you wonder
Within his fragile little mind
What wonders do dwell?
Forgetting all for but a moment,
You laugh with him, you play.
Little boy, little boy
You come of age
With sleepless nights and nightmares
Innocence fades, O Innocence fades.
You travel you learn
You Live, and a little you Die
Time takes you through,
Takes you far away
Trapped in the wave, looking back
All it takes is a tear
To remember dreams of better days.
Little boy, little boy
Now your child he plays
You look in his eyes, his tales
In his wondrous world, he sings away.
Within his fragile little mind do you
Find stories you once had told.
Then father, son
They roll, they play, they laugh, they run
In the sands by that beach giving
A gift of dreams, those little dreams
All over again, all over again.
|
|
|
|
Email this page
Print this page