There is always a dream we all chase
And a reality we seek to run from
There is always a dream we desire so much
Yet there is always a reality we choose to live in.
I have my dreams too
Dreams I would fight for
Dreams I live for.
A wife away in Italy
A son, unborn from a mother’s womb
A future too hazy to predict
The lap of luxury too far to reach.
Wanting a dream needs working towards the dream
But unfortunately how far from realities of life did I run?
From a drunken friend who drags you to the nearest bar
From the seductive smile of a passing woman
From a lonely masturbation inside a darken toilet.
How far did I run from the materialistic desires of the sunken world
From the sadistic desires of a sicken world
From the unending last shots for the road.
Dreams
My desire to hold love
Where do I find?
My desires to go home to someone
Where do I seek?
My want to be loved
Where do I find?
Amore, Come Home
Let us live my Dream.
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