There's a land in my dreams...
My dreams that fly off...
Without waiting for me...
Without taking me there...
There where the sky does meet...
With the beautiful sea...
Where the songs are sung...
With melody ringing...
Carpets of flowers while the brook flows by...
Green lanes as the golden Sun passes by...
Vague but tantalizing...
Silent but calling...
There lives my pretty dream...
That I may never reach...
But leaves me with a tease...
Of where I can hope to find peace...
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