A dream is a flower,
A dream is a seed
A dream gives you hope,
But a dream has its needs

So you plant it with love
And sprinkle with sweat
You tell it to grow,
Just a little more left

You jump with joy
At a wonder so new,
From a seed to a bud
To a flower in bloom

Take a look around the garden,
Take in the sad sight
You worked hard for your flower,
But others, not quite

Their seed lays cold,
Asleep on the ground
They listen for a heartbeat,
Or any sort of sound

For a dream to become
You must work, use your head,
For a dream that is left,
Becomes a dream that is dead