The wind whispers sweet songs, that only the dreamers can hear.
White clouds crawl across blue skies forever.
Ideas speak to my heart. Ideas, imagination.
Blown up fantasies of worlds that only a dreamer can see.
A hunger for truth. A desire for warmth. A dream...
A dream to feel the ideas becoming my reality.
A dream to sing with the wind.
A dream come true.
A dreamer.