a penny for your dying thoughts,
or feelings not yet you sought,
of you and I embraced as one,
not as children of a dying son,
but of children yet to be less sorrowed,
of a future we can build tomorrow,
of a love that we always will share,
by each person his god did fair,
make this dream of ours come true,
for he sowed it first so others might too.
or feelings not yet you sought,
of you and I embraced as one,
not as children of a dying son,
but of children yet to be less sorrowed,
of a future we can build tomorrow,
of a love that we always will share,
by each person his god did fair,
make this dream of ours come true,
for he sowed it first so others might too.