My Forgotten Dream

The days were never ending and the sun would never die

And I would ever be too cool to care, too tough to cry

That’s how it used to be

In my forgotten dream

With the mirror always smiling and the heat shown in the shade

As the telephone kept ringing with calls to come and play

That’s how it used to be

In my forgotten dream

With the future calling to me shining like a chain store Christmas tree

Ambitions full of pots of gold and lovers that were never as they seem

The nights would not get colder with summer always here

And friends would not get older and never disappear

That’s how it used to be

In my forgotten dream

With the future calling to me shining like a chain store Christmas tree

Ambitions full of pots of gold and lovers that were never as they seem

The days were never ending and the sun would never die

And I would ever be too cool to care, too tough to cry

That’s how it used to be

In my forgotten dream

That’s how it used to be

In my forgotten dream