In My Dream

I'm getting older, And the world is getting colder, I have no trust, I left it in the dust, I don't know what to think, Except for what's in ink, I lost my faith, In love. I have myself, And my books on the self, I don't believe in much anymore, My love for everything is tore, But i soar, In my dreams with love, From all and above, I know everything I need to, I know what I want to do. I believe in me, And everything I maybe, If only it could be like that in life, And no believe in a knife, I'm happy, And not sappy, In my dream.