Looking out the window,
The future seems unclear,
So many fantasies,
So many wishes, hopes, and dreams.
I'm just a young boy,
With so much to worry about,
Mama, Papa, and my future,
I want to make them proud.
What will I be in the future?
Mama told me what will be, will be.
The stars sparkled right in my eyes
The moon gives me hope.
Evidence that all things will be fine.
I hope for the best,
That my dreams will come true.
And that I live my life to the full,
As a grown, happy peaceful, and wealthy man.