A lullaby

Dreaming its right,
Going to the left,
Is the middle of mine?
Walking the line,
Stopping on a dime,
Trying to set the tie,
Oh can’t we find,
A little piece sometime,
To wonder why,
We don’t cry,
When they lie,
Why we try,
To not say goodbye,
We just wonder,
To go on,
Sing our own song,
A lullaby,
Of tried and true,
Of me and you,
It gets tough sometimes,
It gets rough sometimes,
It goes smooth,
When comes truth,
Blue, black, pink and white,
All colors of sky,
In the middle of the night.
All colors of why?..............
FTBAS 3.5.12