About things I used to do with my time.
i seem to have reached a plateau in my life
a mother ,a sister,a daughter, a wife
as the time passes and the days are long
my heart want to sing but doesn’t know the song
what is there left for me to be
where are the places i need to see
my mind is dancing,but my feet don’t move
i can’t seem to get in the groove
my mind is still playing softball
and every sunday, volletball
there’s dancing on a saturday night
there’s sing-songs in the moonlight
there’s lazy days down at the beach
there’s my dreams ,just out of reach
so many things i wanted to do
places i want to go to
now it seems the time is past
i’ve come to settle down at last.
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