Chasing Dreams, Losing Love

He wakes up before the sunrise. Chasing hours he can't reclaim. Every step's a

step to someday, but it's long and lonesome game. She's a light he can't stop

seeing, even when the night is cold. But his hands are bound by

duty to the dreams he's trying to hold. He says,

"I'm sorry my love. You're the most beautiful soul I've known.

But the road I'm walking takes me far and too often alone.

I'm racing time with a heavy heart I can't console. And every mile

I climb just weighs deeper on my soul."