Lyrics Pieces of Dreams - Shirley Bassey

Little boy lost
In search of little boy found
You go a wondering, wandering, stumbling, tumbling
′Round... 'round...
When will you find
What′s on the tip of your mind
Why are you blind
To all you ever would
Never would
Really are
Nearly are
Little boy false
In search of little boy true
Will you be ever done
Traveling
Always unraveling
You ... you
Running away
Could lead you farther astray
And as for fishing in streams
For Pieces Of Dreams
Those pieces will never fit
What is the sense of it
Little boy blue
Don't let your little sheep roam
It's time come blow your horn
Meet the morn
Look and see
Can you be
Far from home?