Before I go to sleep, read me
A bedtime story,
Read me
a bedtime story.
I would like to be young again.
That I could wake in solace
From the sleepless dream of a child's stage
Where the world is of no concern,
but only fairies and knights reside.
Such magic can only be found in their eyes.
If we could never wake up to reality
To face the crippling truth that there is no such
Happiness
In the blossoming of adulthood,
Then every day of our lives would be
Beautiful.
Every day
would end with the last pages
Of a happy ever after.