Nighttime fills me with wandering thoughts all so strange and never sure,
Where will it end,
I hope for sleep, yet sleep eludes me
Filling me up instead with dread
Oh the joys of getting older..
I wonder as I wander....like most of my adventures this one started out by chance, but I hope it entertains those friends I have scattered about..
Nighttime fills me with wandering thoughts all so strange and never sure,
Where will it end,
I hope for sleep, yet sleep eludes me
Filling me up instead with dread
Oh the joys of getting older..