when happiness can't be won,
to satisfy ourselves we are the one.

sometimes things are not as we see,
because those things aren't as they seem.
the heart says to sit in the rain,
eventually it relieves the pain.

here comes the need for someone to be there,
because the people aren't just fair.
sometimes we need a hand of support,
whenever we fail for the time to afford.
and this hand becomes all to get by,
especially when wishes continue to die.

sometimes when happiness goes too far,
it's difficult to find where you are.
everytime this happen leaves some trace behind,
which others can't even ever find.

sometimes when you are trapped in the game of bluffs,
the things which can help you out, are the dreamy stuffs.
but you need not to run away,
because its real time to find the way.

believe in yourself, don't lose your confidence,
somewhere ages and ages hence,
happiness is hidden down the shelf.

from the colour of dreams,