In a Wonderland they lie.
Dreaming as the days go by.
Dreaming as the summers die.
Ever drifting down the stream;
Lingering in the Golden Gleam;
Life what is it but a dream?
Monday, September 27, 2004
"you have to go thru the bad ones to get to the good ones"
her who'll make you smile if you'll just make me in return Now, stay and tinkle my ivory keys lay me down in dandelion fields where bunnies hop and doggies play Someday I'll not be in want