I was little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me. I pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in my pretty of green.
I had a dream That I could fly from the highest swing. I had a dream.
Long walks in the dark woods grown behind the park, I asked who I'm supposed to be. The stars smiled down on me, God answered silent reverie. I said a prayer and fell asleep.
I had a dream That could fly from the highest tree. I had a dream.
Now I'm old and feeling grey. I don't know what's left to say about this life willing to leave. I lived it full and I lived well, there's many tales I've lived to tell. I'm ready I'm ready now, I'm ready now to fly from the highest wing.