I close my eyes and I can see
The world that's waiting for me
That I can call my own.
Through the dark, through the door and
Through where no one's been before
But it feels like home.
They can say it all sounds crazy,
They can say I've lost my mind,
I don't care, so call me crazy.
We can live a world that we design,
'Cause every night I lie in bed
The brightest colors fill my head.
A million dreams are keeping me awake,
I think of what the world could be.
A vision of one I see.
A million dreams is all it's gonna take.
A million dreams for the world we're going to make.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem Martin, all great things start with a dream, and life is about the fulfillment of those dreams, without them, we become the lion and the dear, living only to survive.
Yes it's true dear Allen Steble