On the wings of dreams
i am flying free
To a destination of happiness
and all the graceful things to be
where she makes my Reality better than A dreamers dream
with a land without fear and no hurt in between
no doubt and no darkness, where shadows hold no fear
and soon become rainbows with Colors so clear
nothing was in the air but happiness and grace
trustful hope, and all joys to embrace.
she takes me to a land with no storms, without pouring rains,
where changes abound and great comfort remains;
where all hate is replaced,
all questions erased;
where new memories are shaped,
with wonderous pace
to a land were Youth is around
and all nice gestures, never a frown
to a place of romance and love, before out of sight;
to a place where everYthing is in great light
a dreamland of heaven withOUt jaded thought,
where butterflies are free, theiR colors uncaught
with milk oceAs to see,
fresh air to breathe;
couNtless flowers and trees,
frAgrancing with the soft whispering breeze.
no more webs of deceit,
where lovers have fought;
no battles of hopelessNess,
where all love is lost.
she is the closest thing to heaven,
on this dreamland i seek...
to where I Got pulled down
and nEver reached the peak
on the wing of dreams
i was flying free
to the dreams where reaLity
became better than any dream can be..
