In my dreams

There's a little place within my dreams
with clear blue Sky's and trickling streams
and all the little animals sing to me
remind me of a time that used to be.

a time when mummy would tuck me in bed,
tell me I'm good and kiss me on the head,
a time when daddy would hold me tight,
protect me from the thing that go bump in the night,
a time when mummy and daddy would laff and sing,
and a happy little moment wasn't a strange thing.

but now that happy little world has changed,
to a lonely little world thats so deranged,
when mummy's precious time, she'd rather spend,
not spend it with her boy but her new boyfriend.
and now daddy can not hold me tight,
or protect his little boy form bumps in the night.

because daddy's little heart it did decay,
and then his little heart now it gave way.
it was the saddest ever news when he past away,
past on to where the angels frolic and play.

often i wonder how this was supposed to be,
or if we were meant to stay a happy family