As I lay there oh so tight,
Dreams and vision in the night,
Not of horror nor of freight,
But hope a glimmer of light,
Coming forth into the night this dream of mine is oh so right,
An illusive reality inside of me,
Hoping to simply be set free,
Tis the day that I pray for my dreams to come true,
Oh how I hope and wonder too, if I'll ever dream of you,
Answering prayers all the time,
Angels above oh so kind,
Let my illusion be made reality, that my dreams may come true.