Текст песни Barbra Streisand - Pieces of Dreams
Barbra Streisand - Pieces of Dreams слова песни
Little boy lostIn searchOf little boy foundYou go on wondering, wanderingStumbling, tumblinground. . . round. . .When will you findWhats on the tip of your mindMmm...why are you blindTo all you ever wereNever wereReally areNearly areLittle boy falseIn searchOf little boy trueWill you be ever doneTravelingAlways unravelingYou, . . you. . .Running awayCould leave you farther astrayAnd as for fishing in streamsFor pieces of dreamsThose pieces will never fitWhat is the sense of itLittle boy blueDont let your little sheep roamIts time come blow your hornMeet them onLook and seeCan you be far from home...