Little Dreamer, do you dream?
Of faerie tales, and of imps,
And of the witches' brew?
Little Dreamer, do you sleep?
Or do you lie awake at night?
Your head so full of sweets.
Oh Little Dreamer, where are you now?
With your head in the clouds,
And your heart in the ground.
Little Dreamer, oh Little Dreamer.
Do not shed a tear!
When reality awakes,
And dreams disappear.
Oh, sweet Little Dreamer.
Dreams may fade,
And dreams may die.
But do not forget the hope inside.
 TearsofBlood · Wed May 17, 2006 @ 01:35am · 0 Comments |
