Dreams of sunny fields running free with the heart of a child so free with no worries. With so much love so much comfort lying in Fields of dazes next to the mystery girl that never changes. The dreams never change always waking up to the rain of tiers and a cloudy day so the sun cant shine and the daises cant grow and the comfort is lost tell one day the tiers dry and and the sun can come out the daises can grow and the comfort can florish once again.
