Friday, September 25, 2009

Daydreams.

Many have I loved - Many times been bitten
Many times I've gazed along the open road



Many times I've lied - Many times I've listened
Many times I've wondered how much there is to know.


Many dreams come true and some have silver linings
I live for my dream and a pocketful of gold.



Mellow is the man who knows what he's been missing
Many many men can't see the open road.




Many is a word that only leaves you guessing
Guessing 'bout a thing you really ought to know, ooh!



You really ought to know...

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