Blues of Lost Desire

One day Soon You… should ask What happened to that boy you used to be? Where did he go? Why is he lost? Is he suffering away unfree? The days and years past Too busy too fast And so you’ve become smart and wise Looking back into the past Your desires turned in dust It’s not easy to realize You don’t laugh any more You don’t sing any more You don’t kiss any more And you don’t cry You don’t dance any more You don’t hate any more You don’t long any more And you don’t breathe Laugh, sing, kiss, cry… any more Dance, hate, long… breathe