Wake up before it's too late
You know that it is just a dream
But it can become a cruel reality
You try to wake up, but it's like a hand
Made of a light breeze were holding you
You always feel ot when
You are on your trip
But maybe this one has no return
This is a big escape
And escape to the unreal world
But at the moment it doesn't blow your brains
Or your blow it
Only with your will power
You'll be able to get out of this dream
Go bak to the real world before
The breeze turns into a big hurricane
And takes other persons with you
Sleep
Have a good dream
But wake up in time to save yourself
Sleep
Have a good dream
But wake up in time to reality
