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Broken Dream
Nothing in the world it seems
shatters like a broken dream.
It is the hurt behind the mean
of feeling broken and unseen.
And my broken dreams to sorrow
exists no dawn and no tomorrow.
Only hours as they pass.
Like little fragments of broken glass.
And yet one and another.
This night is meant to suffer.
But look up now and see how far,
they light your way like a little star.
Oh if only I had a star to shine,
For every broken dream of mine,
The whole night would turn to day
and all my troubles would melt away.
shatters like a broken dream.
It is the hurt behind the mean
of feeling broken and unseen.
And my broken dreams to sorrow
exists no dawn and no tomorrow.
Only hours as they pass.
Like little fragments of broken glass.
And yet one and another.
This night is meant to suffer.
But look up now and see how far,
they light your way like a little star.
Oh if only I had a star to shine,
For every broken dream of mine,
The whole night would turn to day
and all my troubles would melt away.
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