by Walter Egan
Don`t tread on me,
My heart`s not stone,
You`ll never take my dreams away.
So sure so wild I was,
`So what` you say,
What good are wasted tears today.
You can dream a thousand dreams,
In between a thousand lies,
When it cuts until it bleeds,
Only Love is Left Alive
Don`t tread on me,
Be on your way,
What good is wasted time today.
