Sometime

Sometime when dreams are gone,
And love has flown away;
When everything of joy is done,
The heart has nothing more to say.

The sky is bluer even more,
The pasture greener then ever;
The sky is clearer then before,
The feelings are deeper and further.

Sometime when love is forgotten,
And you don't know where to start;
And every hour is so rotten,
Cause feelings have stopped in your heart.

Everything seems so far and bright,
But you can't never reach to it though;
For you lost your love last night,
And what will become you don't know.

The clouds are drifting all by,
The haze on the mountains unclear;
The memories away all do fly,
For now that your love isn't near.