Are these my dreams?
Or are they yours?
Where every mountaintop gleams.
And every eagle soars.
The sky is always blue.
And the sun always shines.
Where things you can 't imagine grew.
Great forests of pines.
Where the wind will always blow.
And not once does it rain.
Yet all the plants still grow.
And there is no such thing as pain
Where the water is clear.
And there is never a fight.
Sadness never causes a tear.
Even the darkest nights seem bright.
Where there are flowers.
Of every color and size.
And trees as tall as towers.
Even the weakest win a prize.
No, these dreams belong to you.
But can you share them with me?
We can show them to everyone else to.
Everyone deserves to at least see.
