Pieces of Dreams — текст песни (Barbra Streisand)

Little boy lost

In search

Of little boy found

You go on wondering, wandering

Stumbling, tumbling

round. . . round. . .

When will you find

Whats on the tip of your mind

Mmm...why are you blind

To all you ever were

Never were

Really are

Nearly are

Little boy false

In search

Of little boy true

Will you be ever done

Traveling

Always unraveling

You, . . you. . .

Running away

Could leave you 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

Dont let your little sheep roam

Its time come blow your horn

Meet them on

Look and see

Can you be far from home...