A better man, a cast away
A ball and chain behind
A story told that breaks the walls
of a family tree
Oh it happens again just say it always ends
On a movie screen, a stolen dream comes
a castaway of change
A better place to rest your head
A bed of white cotton
the added dream, a new city
A bed of white cotton
Oh it happens again, they say it never ends
The month of June will come too soon
and what wasn't true will break
I tossed and I turned I could not sleep
The voice of a child can make you weak
Just say you will speak
The month of June will come too soon
and what was not true will break