Dreaming

My soul, is as open as the sky.
Often time, it is just as blue.
People tell me, I need to keep on dreaming.
That is just what I am going to do.

Now sometimes people treat me like a house fly.
Turn me around, and tell me to shoo.
But sometimes people tell me to keep on dreaming.
And that is just what I am going do.

I am going to keep on dreaming.
Because every moral has a story.
Every end needs a glow.
Sometimes it is full of glory.
Oh, but mostly, it is all about His love.

It is His love..Mmm..It is the love.
It is the love that pulls me through.