• A land of humans, a farm of buildings.
    A land of creatures, a field of fairy tales.
    In land of humans on only blue and white do birds fly,
    but in my world I paint the sky.

    In the land of humans I am stuck in reality's maze,
    while in my dream world I can break out of that cage,
    and fly amongst the moon and stars,
    wherever I want, I can go incredibly far.

    In the land of humans cars roam free,
    and boats are always afloat on the sea.
    But in my dream world there are dragons, elves, dwarves and more.
    If you like my little dream world follow me and I'll open the door,
    the leads to this wonderful haven of fantasy,
    come with me and you will see,
    why I want to leave reality.

    But at the same time I want my home,
    even if evil and badness still roam.
    My friends and family are where I want to be,
    even if means giving up my dream world and living in reality.

    Only on blue and white do birds fly,
    but if you try hard enough you can paint the sky.