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I have a dream, a song to sing
To help me cope with anything
If you see the wonder of a fairy tale
You can take the future even if you fail
I believe in angels
Something good in everything I see
I believe in angels
When I know the time is right for me
Ill cross the stream - I have a dream

I have a dream, a fantasy
To help me through reality
And my destination makes it worth the while
Pushing through the darkness still another mile
I believe in angels
Something good in everything I see
I believe in angels
When I know the time is right for me
Ill cross the stream - I have a dream
Ill cross the stream - I have a dream

I have a dream, a song to sing
To help me cope with anything
If you see the wonder of a fairy tale
You can take the future even if you fail
I believe in angels
Something good in everything I see
I believe in angels
When I know the time is right for me
Ill cross the stream - I have a dream
Ill cross the stream - I have a dream




1. what i had dreamt of..is being served to someone else on a platter. and they don't even really care about it much or value it much. they have simply learnt to appreciate what they've got and maybe return some of it back. but WHY is it that when i have something similar, something i truly cherish and which feels like i have wanted it my whole life, why is it or how is it that it seems to be slipping from my fingers, away away away...

2. some friends tell me i am a pushover, others tell me i am way too gullible and believing...basically a naive not so little thing, since i believe most of what people say.

3. time is flying by and i know nothing...about anything. the biggest of mysteries is still to unravel.