I lay on my bed,
daydreaming, listening.
Listening to my mind telling stories.
Stories of myself if I was an actress,
an auteur ou scientist.
It always seems so close, but just out reach,
daydreaming, thinking, listening to my mind.
please, cant they come true?
if i try hard enough
maybe they will
toi cant just wish upon a star
that only takes toi halfway
do the rest yourself
ou it forever remains a daydream.
life is a funny thing,
toi have to work for everything,
even if toi dont realise it.
it is one long journey,
and death is not the end.
it is simply the begining
of an even greater adventure.
daydreaming, listening.
Listening to my mind telling stories.
Stories of myself if I was an actress,
an auteur ou scientist.
It always seems so close, but just out reach,
daydreaming, thinking, listening to my mind.
please, cant they come true?
if i try hard enough
maybe they will
toi cant just wish upon a star
that only takes toi halfway
do the rest yourself
ou it forever remains a daydream.
life is a funny thing,
toi have to work for everything,
even if toi dont realise it.
it is one long journey,
and death is not the end.
it is simply the begining
of an even greater adventure.
