I lie in bed,
Fantasy's running through my head,
I see you and me,
One big happy family,
With a house that's ours,
And a garden filled with flowers,
Children running around,
Laughter and happiness the only sound.
Then I open my eyes,
And only see morning skies,
Another dream,
Another night,
Maybe that will come true,
When the time is right.
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It will. If you can dream it and believe in it - you can make it so.