| dreaming was down by the sea on a bright, sun-shiny day but dreaming fell to the waves and dreaming was swept away. dreaming was lost to the sea and the children forgot to play but memory hid in glowing caves and dreaming was there in the spray dreaming floated, soft on the sea down where the sparkles play out on the crest of laughing waves like a tune of love from the fae down trod the maiden, down by the sea - there where the sparkles play dreaming took her beyond the graves and carried her away dreaming took her, down by the sea on a bright sun-shiny day dreaming showed the home she craves and showed to her the way. dreaming now is waiting to be what was always the way reality is where dreaming saves that which would fade away. dreaming has floated now free and created a different way dreaming puts on a new form and braves reality and it's way. dreaming was down by the sea on a bright sun shiny day but dreaming danced upon the waves and could never go away. |