Flying above
I wish I could fly above all the trees
Looking down from above at the houses
But I can’t go too high or I might freeze
So I'll fly down below with the mouses
Zipping and zooming and having some fun
Flying across the sky until it’s dawn
Watching the wind hoping I don’t get flung
Flying above I am starting to yawn
Daydream is over it’s time to go sleep
So lying in bed now I close my eyes
I am now still and not making a peep
Waiting for tomorrows daydream surprise
So now fast asleep I'm starting to dream
Dreaming a dream that nobody has seen
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