Yesterdays dreams are not forgotten,
For they live on within the mind,
Could they give birth to a future?
A dream of its most precious kind.
Yesterdays promises could be broken,
Where hearts do dare not follow,
Could you protect your own future?
Or be dying in the arms of tomorrow?
Yesterdays lies leave you crying,
Consumed within your own pain,
Knowledge is there if you take it,
And your choice if you listen again.
Yesterdays pain stays planted,
Stuck in firmly with a knife,
Would you take it to your tomorrow?
And bathe within its strife.
Today is the moment we live in,
Handle your moments with care,
As soon as the moments are over,
Yesterday's already there.
