A woman spends her time,
Dreaming of a man unknown,
A world that's yet to shine.
It is his and it is mine.
She sees the stars up in the sky,
And wonders what they mean,
She dreams of places far away,
And a place she's never been.
She thinks of the one,
Who lives beyond her reach,
And wonders if he’s dreaming too,
Of things they cannot speak.
She knows that life is fleeting,
And time is always short,
But still she keeps on dreaming,
Of things that she'll exhort.
For in her faithful dreaming,
She finds a sense of peace,
A world that's full of love,
And a life that's full of ease.
So let us be like her,
And dream our dreams each day,
For in our faithful dreaming,
We'll find one another someday
Oct 3, 2023
Oct 3, 2023 at 9:47 PM UTC
A woman spends her time,
Dreaming of a man unknown,
A world that's yet to shine.
It is his and it is mine.
She sees the stars up in the sky,
And wonders what they mean,
She dreams of places far away,
And a place she's never been.
She thinks of the one,
Who lives beyond her reach,
And wonders if he’s dreaming too,
Of things they cannot speak.
She knows that life is fleeting,
And time is always short,
But still she keeps on dreaming,
Of things that she'll exhort.
For in her faithful dreaming,
She finds a sense of peace,
A world that's full of love,
And a life that's full of ease.
So let us be like her,
And dream our dreams each day,
For in our faithful dreaming,
We'll find one another someday