Its that time again
To hope and dream again
To dream so big it seems mundane
To echo my  dreams so much and look insane
To fiddle pain and heartbreak again
I don't care what spirits lay atop the mountain
I will climb again
Cos up there is a fountain
I must drink again
And should I fall ten times again,
I'll rise twelve times again
Till every loss becomes a gain,
I will dream again