There in the cotton candied clouds,
Where the air is sweet and the breeze soft and cool,
I drift on a song out loud,
As it plays on my heart like a fool,
With each beat the world moves and sways,
With each move like quicksand I slowly drift deeper away,
Away from all I know and all that was once the world to me,
And floating toward a dream so magnificent , why, it’s almost heavenly..