She
just dreams
The
carpet in the air
Imagine
the story
Those
golden years ago
High
on the air
She
feels the dreams
Of
a time she could fly
And
now she feels it real
Above
the clouds
The
colours the eyes can see
The
mind can imagine it
The
free flow and its gifts
She
sits on it
Raising
up to the clouds
The
smile on her face
It
tells a story she makes it
It
isn't a dream
Under
the village shadow
Of
coconuts and bananas trees
She
can feel it she can fly
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