Minds Eye

I dream sometimes I have no choice It's clear to me the same Dreams are strange They help me change And arrange anew As I lay me down to sleep Never know where I'll go Last night I dreamt was in a church And pocket search The offering was few Dreams are like a poker hand Sometimes you get good cards Pocket aces No name faces Lay down like the morning dew Awake all night I wish for sleep My dreams won't follow through Spoken words Sung by the birds Farewell my dream to you