I can see the happy faces I can feel the warm embraces Not one person is a stranger No where about me is there danger Butterflies fly in swarms around me I hear humming birds singing in the tall trees I close my eyes to listen and feel If I squeeze them a little tighter, it might make it real All too soon, sleep will come to an end In my waking hours, I’ll daydream, wishing for it all again This loud, fast, invisible life I live now Is the one I trade every night when I lay my head down...