Dreams can take you away.
Far away, from all your problems.
I find myself in my dreams,
Flying, traveling, far away.
I find myself in exotic places,
Places I wish to go.
But I wake up from my dreams,
And life seems gray and dull.
I am not supposed to be here.
I belong in my dreams.
But I remain awake, no matter how hard I try, I can't go back.
I'm left with a fuzzy memory.
Of people, places, things, ideas.
I do not belong here, here in this gray and unforgiving place.
My dreams have color.
My dreams have hope.
I belong in my dreams.
Not here.
