For I know what I do not see
read from what your mouth is trying to hide
dreamy with my eyes stripping every movement
then this is real facts do not want to be disturbed
something floating without recognition
I'm a tree standing between the millions of winds you send
Am I looking to collapse? oh you grip the branch
even my branches and leaves brushed off every storm
if you want to close the day let the burden in your eyes
then dream is the gate to the new day with a smile next to you.
