When you can’t find your way.

by justbekozlowski

When you’ve just hit the hay

and you can’t find your way,

you lie there just thinking of things,

 

There’s a world with your map

and it’s under your cap,

when you find it the people all sing.

 

Dreams dreams wonderful dreams,

they make you laugh,

they make you scream

When you wake up,

you’ll start to cry

or sing yourself a lullaby.

 

Dreams are heaven,

Dreams are hell,

But at least,

dreams don’t smell.

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