In my land of make belief
Life can be very spontaneous
There will never be any grief
Everything else is miscellaneous

We play a game of elements
Of deception with rules of extremes
We juggle with the sentiments
Of magic moments and dreams

We would love to be incautious
To wear our funny hats proud
All responsibility is suppositious
All hotheadedness is allowed

We dance upon air and temptation
When chasing the fire anyone takes part
This is the power of creation
The imagination of my impetuous heart