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.