Stories of 1001 nights

Stories are told of worlds we don’t know
people live, people die, hearts are broken and so
when we watch, when we read,
we will all feel the need
just to know if it works out or not.

Bits of romance in the air,
far away, yet so near,
loads and loads of diamonds in the sky.
Break me down, break my heart,
break my bones, I break apart,
on my knees, I try not to cry.

Turn the page, see the past,
turn so old really fast,
mingle all the memories we made.
When we hoped, when we laughed,
when we did, what we loved,
now we are only rain on our parade.

Stories come to an end,
and the characters we lent
our breath of life will all die.
Yet they live inside us,
and they mingle with our past,
they all become part of our lifes.