IWM serial ID: 00077

I see the passion in your eyes;
For they glisten with fervour.
But tell me what moulded them;
Is it dream or reality?
I feel the promise in your words;
For they gush out with force.
But tell me what moulded them;
Is it dream or reality?

Wishes build up our dreams;
And we think they are life.
But life has other plans for us;
No matter how hard we object.

Now tell me;
Do your eyes still glisten?
Do your words still gush out?
What moulds them now;
Is it dream or reality?
Do your eyes still see passion?
Do your words still feel promise?
what moulds them now;
Is it dream or reality?

Youth draws in on hopes;
And let us believe in them.
But life is headstrong against fantasies;
Even if we make them seem true.

World knows fully life's opposites;
However we dream together of a fairy land;
Till they shatter and we are left with their wreaks.
But your eyes and words still flatter me;
And put me into a trapping trance.

Life is one and dreams are many;
Intuition warns you against silly foibles;
But instinct is far beyond your inner voice.
Still conscience is sure to prick you later;
So never bid a promise you can't keep.