A Place Called Someday
If we had wings we could fly away
To a place that's called Someday;
You can search far and wide,
But this place will elude and hide.
It exists, it must be real,
It's a place your heart can feel;
It's a land where dreams come true,
And where we never say adieu.
Here we share our deepest joy,
And there's nothing to make us sorry;
All is good, all is pure,
We laugh and love, all is secure.
We can fly or run, swim or play,
In this magical land of Someday;
Flowers bloom, birds always sing,
A soft breeze sweetness brings.
So take my hand and fly with me,
Spread your wings and soar so free;
We'll find this land of hope and dreams,
Where happiness flows in endless streams.
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