Rushing dreams

Floating in the sea
Living in a dream of various colors
Looking at the sunset
Signal of a perfect life and world

Waking up in the distance
In a bed of flowers, peace and joy
Looking at the mirror
In a shroud of beauty in porcelain

Swimming with her wings
With fantastic creatures in the sea
Flying full of freedom
Letting go within the winds of change

Running in the sand
Where the waters smile in their wake
Falling of an island
Where a cloud is going to catch her still

Somebody tell her life is not that easy
It is getting late nightime is coming
When that moment comes she will be drowning
Forever in her pain in the deepest of the seas Sitting in her bed starring at the moon
Hunted by her fantasies her ambitions
Looking at the sky, the sea and the stars
All painted in a perfect golden and blue

Thinking on herself bestowning on her greatness
Her life is going uphill up a mountain
She locks herself at night she opens up her window
Sheds a tear or two, what has happened?

Somebody tell her life is not that easy
It is getting late nightime is coming
When that moment comes she will be drowning
Forever in her pain in the deepest of the seas.