It is never sunny there,
that place where dreams do lie,
because dreams that are there,
they never come alive.

So
A swift brush by,
a quick hello-
goodbye for now,
a never ending dream
to run away from that place
which never should be seen.
Yet again,
alone I am,
when the visit does occur,
viewed through my eyes
it's no suprise,
everything turns back from on the mend.