I never was an early riser,

I tend to stay awake all night,

Creating other worlds,

Better worlds.

Worlds where I could run free with the nymphs

And fly with the fairies.

Worlds where nothing could hurt me.

Sometimes when I slept,

the fairies would visit me in my dreams.

We would laugh and play,

Enjoying our days.

All too soon I would wake,

And my dreams would fade away,

Leaving me alone,

With the noon sun shining at me.