when i was small i'd dream,

what the future holds for me

i'd be this, i'd be that,

in my own fantasy

first an astronaut,

then a detective

a singer, a linger,

thousand freaks

a childs dream,

as strong as storms

they have an answer,

quick and prompt

do dreams come true,

now i think

seldom you gets,

what you cring


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