THERE IS ONE PLACE THAT I ALWAYS DREAM OF
BEYOND THE BLUE SKIES, BENEATH THE CLOUDS THAT ARE SO SOFT
I ALWAYS WONDER WHAT THIS PLACE IS MADE OF
THE RAINBOW IN THE SKY IS WHAT I ALWAYS THINK OF
DIFFERENT COLORS THAT ARE PAINTED IN THE SKY
THAT ALWAYS MAKE ME SAY, I WISH I COULD FLY
IT MAKES MY SORROWS AND FRUSTRATIONS GO AWAY
AND GIVES ME A NEW MEANINGFUL AND COLORFUL DAY
IT SPARKLES AND SHINE UNDER THE BRIGHT YELLOW SUNHINE
AGAINST THE SUN THAT FLOATS LIKE A YELLOW LIME
EVERY MOMENT WILL BE TREASURED WITHOUT FEELING THE PRESENCE OF TIME
SOMETHING THAT I CAN’T OWN BUT I WISH COULD BE MINE
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