once again the heart will dream and fly

Within a lonely heart there dwells a soul of untold dreams 
Within a heart of love there dwells a dreamer, so it seems  
So what, per chance, resides  among the dreams left there to 
                                                      die?
A heart long since forgotten in the wake of days gone by 
And what, pray tell, lives in a heart that never dreams at all? 
A bitter, lonely soul it seems that hides behind a wall  
And as the wall stands firm and lets no other heart come near
 It feels not love and laughter from the ones it should hold dear 
In time the wall will crumble giving way to love's pure light
Then once again the heart will dream and fly to greater heights.