just sitting here, no one around.
only a small flame in the corner is lighting the room.
I get up and open my wings, as the flame grwors bigger.
and I fly away to a better place, while the flame is burning my home.
maybe it's not real, yeah it might be a dream!
maybe i got what i want, the thing i desire most of all!
myabe the sun is out in the night, and it's snowing in the summer.
maybe it's a dream.
but when i woke up to find out my dream had came to conscious with me, that's when i asked myself...