Man of Wonders
When I see faces in the sky, I wonder did their dreams end or find a new beginning?
Were their hopes answered, or did they disappear in clouds of smoke, fading like unheard and unbelieved wishes?
When I see faces in the sky, I wonder did their dreams end or find a new beginning?
Were their hopes answered, or did they disappear in clouds of smoke, fading like unheard and unbelieved wishes?