As I sit by the lake,
I think about everything that passes me by.
They call me a dreamer,
With tearful eyes.
I can't help that I dream,
Wonder and scream.
I'm one of those people who just want to be left free.
I dream of beautiful things,
But people think I'm mad.
I did nothing wrong,
To turn these people so bad.
So as I sit and dream of everything that's true,
I hope my prince charming will come rescue you.
 
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