Walk with me
Dearest memory
Along this path
We know so well
Take my hand
Dearest memory
Let me lead you
To a wishing well.
Observe the coins
Upon the bottom
Each a wish
That never thrived
Each dreamer
Young and old
Throughout the years
Tears cried.
Each step we take
Becomes slower
With the passing
Of time
But we still believe
Young and old
In our wishes
That never thrived.