Pushing the boat off from a misty shore

Now I’m in my dream world once more

Each night through that mystic door

Escaping a troubled world, I don’t want anymore,

Living a double life as the moon rises

So far from any orchestrated crisis

Forgetting I’m the man she despises

In an existence where no one chastises,

Ancient cities of old where shadows lurk

She’s a spy, she’s a bride, she’s a Turk

A mysterious model who wears a smirk

A man with responsibility he can’t shirk,

As if on a cloudy peak it seems

Too real to assault my self esteem

Footprints that cross a clear running stream

Reflecting the images of lunar beams,

Chasing her through veils of a somber night

No judgment here whether wrong or right

Just need some angel to hold me tight

From the inky blackness of a cave comes fright,

Crossing the galactic waters in my little boat

Flying Zebras, I’m taking notes

Talking Cheetahs with their furry coats

Prehistoric creatures stuck in moats,

Somewhere along the way

When I wanted her to stay

The world took my breath away

Should have taken that ride in a sleigh,

The man in the moon is now singing a song

No longer wondering why my life went wrong

The desire to stay here is so strong

Perhaps a dream is not where I belong.