The future belongs to those who believe
in the beauty of their dreams...
Sweet & stable words
belong to the future
of you & me
colourful dreams of flowered meadows
strapped in the beam of sunlight
Flying around cloud nine
floating on beauty
as we dance in the downpour
& laugh at the shadows
cast by the night
Written flow of untouched magic
skip between the atoms of dust
whirling & twirling through the air
the future belongs to us
so long as we dream the dreams & believe
in the beauty that is you & only me