i closed my eyes, drew back the curtain, to see for certain, what i thought i knew, far far away, someone was weeping, but the world was sleeping, any dream will do, i wore my coat, with golden lining, bright colours shining, wonderful and new, and in the east, the dawn was breaking, the world was waking, any dream will do, a crash of drums, a flash of light, my golden cloak flew out of sight, the colours faded into darkness, i was left alone, may i return, to the beginning, the light is dimming, and the dream is too, the world and i, we are still waiting, still hesitating, any dream will do, and all of this happened, because the world is waiting, waiting for one child, black, white, yellow, no one knows, but a child that would grow up and turn tears to laughter, hate to love, war to peace, and everyone to everyone's neighbour, misery and suffering would be forgotten forever, a crash of drums, a flash of light, my golden cloak flew out of sight, the colours faded into darkness, i was left alone, may i return, to the beginning, the light is dimming, and the dream is too, the world and i, we are still waiting, still hesitating, any dream will do
