Dreams
I want to be in a story of lands faraway,
To venture to where magic is real,
And the impossible becomes the everyday.

This place is the one where I should stay.
To roam with fairies and learn spells,
In a story of lands faraway.

Here I am wasting away.
There is nothing for me. I need to be
Where the impossible becomes the everyday

What would I give to go out and play
With the winged horses that fly to the sun?
I need to be in a story of lands faraway.

Tell me so I can know the way
To where the dragons sleep in their cave.
And the impossible becomes the everyday.

I get down on my knees and pray
That the world will let me go
To the stories of lands faraway
Where the impossible becomes the everyday