When I was just a little boy,
eyes wide with wonder, love, and joy,
I sat up in my perch in Papa's tree.

I saw the world with no disdain,
knew none but bliss,
sheltered from pain,
I laughed and dreamt of whom I would be,

I had a dream.

I found my peace in mountain trails,
the wisdom of the world unveiled,
in the silence, stillness, calm.
I found me.

To and fro my world would turn,
I walked and as I did I learned,
More and more of who I would be.

I had a dream.

Once I had walked I wanted to run,
to God I turned and to his Son,
Running hard into their arms, into me.

I know not much more now, today,
of whom I will be,
yet I know my name,
I feel the call I want to fly, to be free.

I had a dream.

But as I ******* world of bliss,
poison threatens at my lips,
but I know now exactly how to lead.
the life I lead.

I've learned to fly I must first trust,
not on myself, but in God I dost,
My future is in your hands,
and Lord I know you know that

I had a dream.

So now my feelings juxtaposed,
pre-med or law, and other woes,
I fear and fear of whom I will be.

I want to be the man I saw,
those years ago,
without a flaw,
a man of the Lord, ultimately.

I had a dream.

I've lived it full and lived it well,
so many stories I tell their tale,
Of how and when I reached

my dream.