Dreams are where the fantasies come in,
They can be strong as steel and strong as tin.
Dreams are visions sent from somewhere,
To make us fantasize 'bout life; beware.

What do we people get out of these dreams?
All we see is the sun's bright beam.
Dreams show pain, love, and joy,
They're not simple like play toys.

Dreams are what our lives of made of,
Some dream of much passionate love.
Things that we fight for, things that we strive for,
Could come down to an complete downpour.
 
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