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Nov. 17th, 2007 12:42 amI wonder, by Chris Isaak
When I was younger I believed, that dreams came true.
Now I wonder.
Cause' I've seen much more dark skies, than blue.
Now I wonder.
I keep on praying for a blue sky,
I keep on searching through the rain.
I keep on thinking of the good times,
will they ever come again?
Now I wonder.
When I was younger I believed, that I could win.
Now I wonder.
There was a time when you and I, walked hand & hand.
Now I wonder.
I keep on searching for the old me,
I keep on thinking I can change.
I keep on hoping for a new day,
Will I ever feel the same?
Now I wonder.
When I was younger I believed, that dreams came true.
Now I wonder.
Cause' I've seen much more dark skies, than blue.
Now I wonder.
I keep on praying for a blue sky,
I keep on searching through the rain.
I keep on thinking of the good times,
will they ever come again?
Now I wonder.
When I was younger I believed, that I could win.
Now I wonder.
There was a time when you and I, walked hand & hand.
Now I wonder.
I keep on searching for the old me,
I keep on thinking I can change.
I keep on hoping for a new day,
Will I ever feel the same?
Now I wonder.