I must've been dreaming
I have woken myself up by screaming
Why are the things find amazing
Leave us curious and in fear shaking?
But all things are not what they seem
That a dream is within a dream.
Why do we over think the things we pass by
That causes us to stop and ask why?
We must remember that you are the special one
Just like all the rays in the sun.
Close your eyes and take a breath
Do not let death occur
Just think of this as a blur.
Go and find yourself
Let the wind blow through your hair
All but things are what they seem
That a dream is within a dream.