Each morning as I open my eyes They are forced to be shadowed by bleak emotional ties When will the past stay where it belongs An no longer torment this beautiful day When birds are singing......an leaves are falling......an hope is in the air Where dreams come true And love isn't blue Does love exist in this greedy world It has passed my way But has never taken hold When will I learn that it isn't real....just a feeling I am told not something you can hold...Elusive to me.......