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On the sands of Time
The morn of today
Is an inkling of tomorrow
Telling us to forget yesterday
When we were buried in sorrow
On the sands of time
When the days were sour as lime
I left my footprints to stay
And my dreams to lay
Dreams which were impossible to carry beyond
Slowly but surely I experienced the breaking of every bond
Bonds which I cherished
And intended to keep for a lifetime
But there they lay alone
On the sands of time
Today I do not dare
To go back to the shore
And revive my past
Only to lose my happiness galore
So I prefer to live in my lovely world
The world I have made mine
And leave aside even the faintest memories
On the sand of time
Is an inkling of tomorrow
Telling us to forget yesterday
When we were buried in sorrow
On the sands of time
When the days were sour as lime
I left my footprints to stay
And my dreams to lay
Dreams which were impossible to carry beyond
Slowly but surely I experienced the breaking of every bond
Bonds which I cherished
And intended to keep for a lifetime
But there they lay alone
On the sands of time
Today I do not dare
To go back to the shore
And revive my past
Only to lose my happiness galore
So I prefer to live in my lovely world
The world I have made mine
And leave aside even the faintest memories
On the sand of time
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