Life's a dream of endless thought, that wonders thru my soul. It guides me to that inner place, and shows me where to go. Life's a dream of gentle ways, that surf upon my mind. It makes me who I am today, it makes me cruel or kind. Life's a dream of colored paths, that run clear as a stream, it reminds me everyday that life is just a dream.
(2003)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem