As I walk this land with (Dm)bro ken dreams,

I have vis ions of man y things.

Love’s hap pi ness is (Dm)just an il lu sion filled with sad ness (D7)and con (Fm)fu sion.

What be comes of the (Em)bro ken heart ed who had love that’s now de (F)part ed?

(C)I know I’ve (Em)got to find (Am)some kind of (C)peace of mind.

(E7)May be...

The fruits of love grow (Dm)all a round,

but for me they come a tum bl in’ down.

Ev ’ry day heart aches (C7)grow a lit tle strong er,

I can’t stand (Eb)this pain much (Dm)long er.

I walk in shad ows, (Dm)search ing for light,

cold and a lone, no com fort in (Eb)sight.

Hop ing and pray in’ for (Dm)some one to care,

al ways mov in’ and (F)go in’ no (Fm)where.