I wonder..

I wonder what it is...

I wonder what it is
To wake up in a world of bliss.
Where everything is right,
And nothing causes fright.
Where there is always light,
And children riding their bikes.
Where fairytales come to life,
And where there’s not a fight in sight.

I wonder what it’s like
Not to wake up in a world of night.
Where nothing is right
And everything causes fright.
Where there is never light
And children crying for their bikes.
Where fairytales never come to life
And there is always a fight in sight.
I wonder..