In the quiet of the night, I close my eyes, Painting skies with colors of a life so bright. A place where sorrow’s just a distant tale, In my mind, I build a world where I prevail. Soft whispers call from a place I’ve never known, A fleeting peace in a world all my own. I dream of joy, I dream of light, A world where every shadow turns to white. No more tears, no more pain, Just the warmth of the sun after endless rain. In my dreams, I am free, A fleeting taste of who I long to be. Every step I take feels heavier with time, But in my dreams, I leave it all behind. A garden blooms where the cold winds cease, In my heart, a fragile piece of peace. The world outside is loud and unforgiving, But in my mind, there’s a place worth living. I dream of joy, I dream of light, A world where every shadow turns to white. No more tears, no more pain, Just the warmth of the sun after endless rain. In my dreams, I am free, A fleeting taste of who I long to be. But morning breaks, and the dream fades away, Reality calls, but I long to stay. In this fragile heart, the hope remains, That someday I’ll find my way through the chains. So I’ll keep dreaming, though the world’s unkind, In these visions of joy, I’ll always find A piece of heaven, where my soul takes flight, A world of hope in the depths of the night.