Why do I Dream
Holed up in my four walls of comfort,
I dare to dream of the big world.
Caged in the darkness of my covert,
I dare to fly even with vission blurred.
It's not about how big it is,
Nor is it about how much I can achieve....
I dare to dream of the big world.
Caged in the darkness of my covert,
I dare to fly even with vission blurred.
It's not about how big it is,
Nor is it about how much I can achieve....