My Song, My Dreams

In the quiet of the morning, when the sun begins to rise
I write the notes of my story, with the colors of the skies
A simple melody of hope, a rhythm strong and true
A song of all the things that I’ve always dreamed to do
Oh, my song, my dreams, they dance on the breeze
Through the fields of memory, beneath the whispering trees
They tell a tale of futures bright, of mountains I will climb
A symphony of courage, leaving doubt far behind
I sing of distant shores, of faces yet unknown
Of the seeds of kindness, that I’ve carefully sown
Each lyric is a promise, each chord a silent vow
To chase the light and live my dreams, starting right here, right now
Oh, my song, my dreams, they dance on the breeze
Through the fields of memory, beneath the whispering trees
They tell a tale of futures bright, of mountains I will climb
A symphony of courage, leaving doubt far behind
The world may try to tell me that my vision is too grand
But my heart holds the music, and the power in my hand
For every note I play, every word I sing out loud
Is a step towards my destiny, standing proud above the crowd
Oh, my song, my dreams, they dance on the breeze
Through the fields of memory, beneath the whispering trees
They tell a tale of futures bright, of mountains I will climb
A symphony of courage, leaving doubt far behind