Is it too much to ask for me to smile,
Before I start running another thousand mile,
Or Do you just prefer me to walk those miles?
See, you may think I may fall into that pile-
Of failure and crushed dreams,
No moonbeam- with no beings,
See, thats what you think;
You see that smile?
You may not,
Because your going to be the one to cawl those dotted miles