Losing myself in a long, hard gaze
Falling across the vast mellow haze
of fuzzy thoughts and subtle tunes
Dancing towards a cloudy moon

Finally leaping on billows of fluff
It's not too much yet almost enough
singing a whisper of soft, hushed tones
I'm gone, I'm gone, and flying alone

Wandering around a long corridor
Of dreams and wishes longing for more
But reality beckons me back once again
And my thoughts like a vapor are lost in the wind

Come back sweet dreams
It is what it seems
A wish filled with hope
to cope