One day, I got tired of dreaming I got tired of hoping So I took my dreams to the forest where things never fly I buried my dreams beneath the tree where things never grew wings where they sit and die For a while I thought I found peace I stopped dreaming I stopped hoping All because I left my dreams in a place where I thought dreams go to die At first, the days became slower the moments expected But I also lost I lost all the magic. I ignored it, but my soul wouldn't let me be I fought and I wrestled with my soul for rest Then one day, I woke up and saw that all that wrestling all that fighting had put a crack on the lid the lid I thought would close up my mind close up my soul All of a sudden, my feet were no longer on my side they took me back against my will they took me back to the place my soul longed for They took me back to the forest the forest where things never grow back to the tree with branches so thick the sun wouldn't shine through or so i thought because, wait! the tree is gone the sun bright and shining And what is that? oh look, the dreams I buried They didn't die The tree gave them shade and now, the sun made them shine I looked on and once again, I began to see What is that? Oh my, It's the sound of my soul stirring, waking up The lid fell to the ground burned up by the power of the sun the same sun that brightened my dreams and enflamed my soul I stood there eyes to the heavens arms raised high dreaming again hoping again Choosing Deciding To never stop To rest when I get weary To sit under the shade of the tree But to never again stop dreaming never again stop hoping.