The Mirror Of Dreams

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The Mirror Of Dreams

by Paul McCann

Got to find a way today to make time for my dreams,

there’s always so much to do and no time in between ,

I’m looking into a mirror but no one is there,

where has the man gone who has always got time to spare    

In the sunshine of love where the shadows never fell

I used to have spring colours of some flowers to sell,

there’s always market there on any given day

if you have the time you can sit there and dream away .

I’m looking through the mirror of dreams into another place

and I wonder all the time in this creative space..

I’m drifting in and out between these subconscious streams

and I feel right at home there in the mirror of dreams

'When I look into the mirror, things aren’t what they seem,

I’m thinking of days gone by and places that I’ve been,

when I was somewhere else there beside a peaceful stream

looking back at reflections in the mirror of dreams    

The mirror of dreams is hanging in there somewhere else

and that’s where I need to go sometimes to find myself,

I open up my mind and find somewhere I belong

in the mirror of dreams I can see what’s going on  .

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