Wandering through the fields,
wishing, no dreaming of a better
time...a time where smiles are
surrounding the face
once held so beloved

A time where wishes are going to come true
and love seems to conquer all
Seems like a child's wish no?

Maybe it is, maybe it isn't a dream
is a dream no matter who dreams it
Why say it won't come true?

Why not imagine it will? Why not allow yourself to believe just once
That a dream WILL come true

That your wishes can be granted
why not just allow yourself
to remain naive of the cruelty
of the reality we live in?

Naivete is better then bitterness
Innocence is a virtue which we all can learn from