In my room of walls of dreams A little one stands Looking through the window With curiosity A world so vast Just steps away Yet far as distant lands Oh, the Sun beckons, the wind calls But I never felt the kids around me A prisoner of hallways, not of my own accord A heart that sings for freedom, a silent, unseen chord Toys, books and computer Are my companions In the quiet of my chamber, I imagine and create The laughter of the children, playing outside A melody unheard, as I learn to wait I paints my dreams on ceilings In hues of what maybe A life beyond these four walls, a spirit free to flee One day he'll step beyond the threshold, into life's grand spree And embrace the world that waited, patiently, for him Oh, the Sun beckons, the wind calls In my grown youth And I'll finally feel the rain that falls I'm no longer just a dreamer within my fortress board