I'm drifting through a forest of whispers and rain
Where trees are painted with invisible stains
Footsteps echo on a path made of song
In a land where the days and nights don't belong
In the heart of a dream, where shadows sing
I'm riding on the back of a broken wing
Clouds of color drift in a silent waltz
In a world where time itself seems to halt
I'm walking on bridges made of woven light
Where the stars are tangled in the fabric of night
Mountains of glass reflect fractured skies
As constellations dance in the corners of my eyes
In the heart of a dream, where shadows sing
I'm riding on the back of a broken wing
Clouds of color drift in a silent waltz
In a world where time itself seems to halt
A kaleidoscope moon spins tales of lore
While I sail on a river that's never before
Echoes of laughter drift through the mist
In a realm where reality and fantasy twist
In the heart of a dream, where shadows sing
I'm riding on the back of a broken wing
Clouds of color drift in a silent waltz
In a world where time itself seems to halt
As dawn creeps in with a gentle sigh
I'll carry the dreamscape as I say goodbye
In my heart, this fantasy will stay
A shimmering echo of the surreal ballet