Dreams


Oh, and why do we dream such small things?
Through our dreams our world can change.    
Love, joy, and hope would reign supreme,
And our world would be a better place.
               
Our dreams are often but petty aims.       
We are content with homes and a paycheck.   
We are sated with simple fame.
And our big dreams are left as a wreck.      

So let’s bring back our childish yearnings,   
Turn them back into our wishing north stars.   
The power of our dreams gives us wings.   
And let’s fly, guided by our dream star.

Our loves and dreams are our northern stars,
So we dream, pray, and hope.
If we reach for our stars…
…we can touch the world.