Sarah Vaughan Pieces Of Dreams
Little boy Lost In search of little boy found you go on wondering, wandering stumbling, tumbling round, round
when will you find what's on tip of your mind and why are you blind to all you ever were. never were, realle are, nearly are
little boy false in search of little boy true will you be evr done traveling, always unraveling, you, you
running away could leave farther astray and as for fishing in streams, for pieces of dreams those pieces will never fit, what is the sense of it
little boy blue don't let your little sheep roam it's time, come blow your hon meet them on, look and see, can you be far from home
