A new world awaits me
every time I close my eyes at night.
I wonder where I'd go,
to Chicago or Hong Kong?

Will I fly there with my wings,
will I swim there with my fins
will I travel underground or
would it be a normal trip.

I can see the stars above me,
their bright light decorating the dark sky.
I fly closer,
I can touch them,
making me feel warm and fuzzy inside.

I can be a singer,
a bunny, and astronaut if I want,
I could travel far far, where no one
will know where I am