I love the frozen peaks calling me home
…I love the solitude of my thoughts…
I love stopping to smell the roses
I am hoping, passionate, dreaming!

I hate the black rain that taints my life
I hate the screams behind the smiling mask
I hate growing up, leaving childish things behind
I am hoping, passionate, dreaming!

I see dew drops on awakened morning glories
I see shapes in the cloudless sky
I see mist clinging to life against the burning sun
I am hoping, passionate, dreaming!

I feel the purr vibrate as I run my fingers through silky fur
I feel the ardent caresses of stormy waves
I feel symbolic hands pulling me to the surface
I am hoping, passionate, dreaming!

I hear suffocated wailing from inside myself
I hear wind chimes tinkling a lullaby
I hear fluttering wings of hope
I am hoping, passionate, dreaming!