My Dog

There was a child
Quiet and shy
He never dreamed
being the next prince
He only wanted
to love and be loved
To walk by his own
to pay and pay his home
But the rules changed
and all his dreams
fell down under his bed.
And tricky prince
and all his matresses
with his sad dreams
You’re gonna try
One more time
This is your last opportunity
I am tired, I’m really tired
When I was a child
I thought I’d
when I were thirty I could be a men
with a family and a dog at home
It was a dream
I am to say child but worse
I’m a dog with no home