The magic of the dream.

Mixed feelings,
replace them with second thoughts.

A wiseman once told me,
to be as fire,
to keep the fire buring deep within my heart.

I follow the dream,
as the wiseman once told me,
to fill my dreams with everlasting passion.

He once told me,
To keep my eyes open,
to taste the fruits of life,
to keep on dreaming about the future,
a future of my own.

If I decide to stop dreaming,
and fill my heart with the desire of doubt and confusion,
the fire that burns deep inside of me,
and the feelings created by experiences from the past,
will never be able to create a life,
the life I seek for.