what will be tomorrow how can I survive where will be the path what will be my life
what will be the reason please show me a way lost in my emotions what remains to stay
I don´t see any meaning millions cry for thee can´t you see their teardrops are filling up the sea
I don´t see any meaning millions cry for thee can´t you see their teardrops are filling up the sea ______________________________ by Dickinson (for Dale)