The Cemetary of Buried Hopes

The cemetary,
The cemetary,
Oh, how I sorrow,
Because I have borrowed,
The hopes and dreams of other people.

The cemetary,
The cemetary,
Where everyone is buried,
And to heaven is carried.

The cemetary,
The cemetary,
I have one all my own,
Where all my hopes and dreams have gone,
And never to roam again.