A Place of Dreams

Where trees don’t grow

And flags don’t fly,

There’s a world of freedom

Just for you and I.

Bombs can’t fall there

And guns refuse to fire.

We can lay in a meadow

And just watch time roll by.

The animals are friendly,

Bluebirds all sing.

Time flows oh so slowly,

Our dreams are growing.

We can be free there,

To just lay in the grass.

No deadlines hang over and

Arguments will always pass.

We can make memories

And dreams all come true.

All I’ll need there is to be with you,

In this place I’ll call my home.