Hidden in my attic br There’s a treasure chest of dreams br I hold the key that’s let’s me in br To a world not what it seems br br Each has its own beginning br Not all have got an end br Many only broken dreams br To dream again and mend br br Dreams that I’m the hero br Again I saved the day br Or an eye into the future br Doing things a different way br br Special dreams for lovers br Who dream for what they wish br Even ones for gourmet chefs br To make that one off dish br br Some are dreams of sorrow br They often make me sad br I turn those dreams round quickly br Into one’s that make me glad br br All I’ve ever dreamt of br I keep within this chest br And should I take the key to it br I’ll only dream the best br br br © 2008 David Threadgold br Rambling Riddles