Will there come a time,
When laughters are the only rhymes
you hear all the time
And worrying is a crime?
When will the world be crowded of cheering voices,
When life is full of joys
When everything is deserved to be rejoiced
And being glad is the only choice?
Can we feel those moments,
When there is no violent
When falling into sorrow is forbidden
And hurting someone could send us to prison?
Will our dreams come true,
When no one becomes foe
When we need no clue
to find a safe place from blue?
Is that time worth to wait?
Should we just sit,
realise that it’s too late,