It happens once or twice in life
That people come along
And bring a touch of happiness,
That never does stay long,

I've tried to hold tight,
Thinking I could some how save it,
from the pain and hurt where I hide it
It stays for awhile and then is overcome
It is as if it was just a crumb,

Crumbs are temporairy, this I know,
I have a bag full of dust to show,
You can't pick them up to hold on to
But they fall from your hands and disappear.

Then you are left looking for crumbs,
Knowing that they never last,
Hoping that time will pass faster and faster
So that the time to look will end.