Walking in to that room.

And than you don’t know why.

Those moments in life you don’t understand

Feeling like you are in an empty room

With four doors and have to choose one of them

One you came in, and remember were you come from.

That door is locked behind you, no way back.

Nobody to ask, all alone.

And you know when you choose the next door

It happens again.

No way back.

How many rooms do you have to go?

And how many times you walk in, and don‘t remember why.

Sit down in the middle of that room

Thinking and thinking

And than it comes back again.

I was following my dreams

But it wasn’t always what it seems

I had some real loves

And every time I thought

That it was the one I dreamed of

She wasn’t, and it ends

And I was thinking, dreams aren’t truth

I started drinking till I was drunk and fall asleep

But every time came back that dream.

And when I waked up there was another girl I fell in love

One time there was a very special, but you understand

That also came to an end.

One of them I married, the one, my daughter and son she carried

Is gone again

And I, still following my dream fall asleep and

Waked up again.

And there was she, who fell in love with me.

Another real love and still following our dream

To find that room with only one door that is locked after we came in.

                                                                                  WilliamM