How Fast Does A Dream Fly By
How fast does a dream fly by,
Is it only a second,
Is it a night?
Perhaps it is only a picture of something you may never see,
While sometimes it is a whole story.
Do some of them go zip, pop, and are off from the start?
Or do some of them linger even to return again?
Who can tell when one will start or end?
And in the morning,
At first light,
Do we even remember them from the night,
Or do we let them slip away,
To become someone else's dream on some other night?
