" Roll my eyes to the back of my head,  so I can watch my dreams. Although I've seen this movie, its not what it seems. The faces appear different, the colors are dull, the wind, it blows so cold. It was an adventure for the young, but now a story for the old. So I'll wait to watch the credits, looking for my name. I see it pass by, it catches my eye, but the spelling is not the same. Who's dream is it I'm   watching? Did my mind make a mistake? Or maybe its time that I realized... It was my dreams that were fake. "