Once in a while

Once in a while
Once in a while I'd like to know the way I am. I'd like to show a face that's mine leaving no doubts about the years it spent to grow that smile, that then will glow the very warmth of the flame I kept alive. Once in a while I'd like to know the way I am. And talk and talk all day long about things of no importance. But to me they are the crumbled feelings I refused to eat in wintertime of life. Now, that time still runs I'm glad to know that I'm still there. That I can go a way I want leading without any roundabouts right to that place I once belonged and where I'll find my goal that’s still alive. Now, that time still runs I want to show the way I am. And walk and walk all day long through streets I crossed so often. But to me these are important streets that give to me some bread, to simply stay alive.