Open your eyes you will see blue sky's Accompanied by snow white clouds Look at those mountains and trickling fountains Leading you to a brook near bye. Looking around you hear the sound of water falls And sweet birds singing a song just for you Can you feel the soft breeze on your face And see the leaves on the trees softly sway. You hear sound of people in the distance And the sound of laughter everywhere You look and you see clearly you are heading too a fair And everyone are welcoming they wish to see you there. You recognise those people you have seen them from the past All those faces from different places simply knock you back Aunty Jill And uncle Bill and Morris the barber who cut your hair And everyone from everywhere are all there at the fair. But now you see a dark black cloud it's time now to retreat The picture now is fading your world is incomplete You see things are not always what they seem And non of this did happen it was just your dream of dreams.