Where are my visions?
Where are my dreams?
I don’t think I have them,
At least that’s how it seems.

No one to share them,
No one to tell,
Nothing but emptiness,
God this is hell.

A moment of pleasure,
A moment of pain,
With no one to share them,
It all seems the same.

Some one to cuddle,
Someone to hold,
If I could have this,
Then the world would be told.

A wish for the future,
A thing that might last,
To have and to hold,
That is all that I ask.