the magic of dreams

I'm anxious everyday, patiently waiting till nightfall
And as dusk approaches, I quickly get on my bed and turn of the lights.
Then that's where i've benn waiting to go.
My own place of dreams where memories come flooding back
Where things happen the way I have hoped them to be
With the one I love.
a wonderful place, where there are fresh green trees
With dew resting upon them.
And the serene rivers flow, composing music along the way
Where a piano will be playing a ballad by the river bank
And beautiful creatures comes out, playing a game of catch
A magical world , free from sorrows and lives come anew
It's the only thing that makes living in this world so bearable,
for me.