The Dreamer

I dream by the day,

I dream by the night,

I dream and dream,

with all my might.

Let the naysayers say,

night is for sleeping,

let them scream,

day is for leading.

what do I care,

what they say,

I'm a dreamer after all;

you let your dreams pass by,

'cause you were either-

sleeping or working,

when they wanted to drop by.

And now you complain,

your dreams don't come true,

how would they, ask yourself

when you couldn't spare a moment,

to let your dreams follow through.

So I sing by the moonlight,

and smile with the sunshine,

'cause my dreams come true,

for I wait for 'em in my garden,

with open arms,

and a pot of tea freshly brewed.

Happiness in life, come from the creative side, if you won't foster your imagination, you'll end up with a joyless life.