On restless wings, of purist white,
I kick off from the ground, with tremendous might,
And Into the Air, I take flight.

Higher now, than ever before,
A feeling so great, that I can't ignore

I continue to fly, up so high,
Just like a Dragonfly, in the sky.

And just when I thought, I couldnt get any further,
My head becomes light,
The sky becomes bright,
And all I had done wrong, was then set right.

What felt like minutes, was really hours,
And I then woke up, along side flowers,
The spring had srpung, and the birds they sung,
A beatiful world, that was oh so young.

This world I was in, Was made not of sin,
But what world could I possibly be in?

And so I stood up, and looked around...

Water so clean, of purest blue,
Fields of Grass, long, and vast,
Trees so green, they seem to gleam.

Something that you would see in a dream...

A dream I realized, that It maybe,
A dream where I will always be free,
A dream that has always reside, deep within me.

So If you ever want to find me, this dream Is where, I will be.