The Place I'm From
Let me tell you the story of the place I'm from
The imaginary place in my mind.
Above me I'm surrounded by hues of blues, purples,
The sky, like the sky from a fairytale
Wispy clouds, the words of those I love,
The gold glitter of butterfly wings
as they flutter above my head.
Below my toes is the soil
Like walking on a trail of marshmallows.
Weaving in an out of the most beautiful flower garden
Sunflowers, daisies carnations
As far as the eye can see.
I walk down this winding trail
Through the flowers, my toes burying themselves
In the cold soil with every step.
And all I want to do is take you there with me
To walk through that place with you by my side
Come to the place in my mind with me;
Let me tell you the story of the place I'm from
