If I see the sun goes up again

my friend

and theres colors in my dreams.
i cannot explain.

When I saw you the other day
you were more different than the same
the spark in your eye
have gone away

I reached out my hand
for you to take it and understand
that I only wish you
well  my friend.

And when you leave
just a memory away
that may never

come again.

All you did is
allready done
And what will be
is there for you to see

Untie and free yourself
from questions of mystery.
The past is over
and now will come

If one is wrong

and one is right

Who do you choose?
and
who do you fight ?

Did you dreams come true?

Did nobody care.?

But who said that

life was fair. ?

 Take your brush
and take your pen
and go paint the

world again