Deep inside I have a secret place
where lost and hidden
dreams appear to me
Memories wake in this
enchanted space
whispering of things
once so dear to me
Time is running
slipping through my hands
like grains of sand
every single one a broken wish
All my dreams of longing
once so clear
fade from bright to gray
and disappear
And my hidden world
is a desert land
where nothing grows upon the sand
until a solitary flower
takes my breath away
She is small very small
But oh she is beautiful
Alive she thrives
a universe unto herself
And then I know
hope was never gone
for there is always more
more day to dawn
Now sometimes in my world of dreams
I look out and suddenly it seems
a hidden sea of flowers
awaits the desert showers
Then I realize that dreams
really change with me
And that sorrow and happiness
are the seasons I bring
So it seems to me
and I'll always be
so very happy for the dreams
that see the spring