I'm just a girl lost in dreams.

Dreams that can never be.
Dreams of things that aren't known.
Dreams of places unlike home.
Places you've never seen.

Dreams where the impossible happens.
Dreams where love is passion.

My dreams consist of things that could never be.
So why do I dream of things that cannot be?

The answer is simple;
You'll never get a zit or pimple;
You'll never be sad and alone,
Or desperately miss your home
In this place we call dreams
That always seem to be
An escape for mankind
Where you go places you'll never find.