Think, Words

Fickle fancies,
Them works of art.
Just a dream my,
Just a dream.

Show me sparks girl,
Show me heart.
Just a dream my,
Just a dream.

Symphonies, my back to bend;
Those singing larks, they have an end.

Distant dances,
Don’t fall apart.
Just a dream my,
Just a dream.

You give me sparks girl,
You have my heart.
Just a dream my,
Just a dream.

Canvas paintings, some utter bliss;
Float right through, what them artists missed.

Tell me my,
Tell me my, (Dreaming)
Tell me my, (Dreaming)
Oh, Tell me my.

Simple sonnet,
Do your part.
Just a dream my,
Just a dream.

You’re my spark girl,
A fire start’in
A fire start…in
A fire start, in me.

-Isaac Olajos