Sunny day the birds sing beautiful but painful tune fondly reminds me of all the old days
My own dream fell from my hands as I have got older why? guess it’s how I’ve become not a child
Little boy questioned his mother, he asked what he can be in the future with a sad smile, she tells him he can be anything he wants to be
Stuck in between social expectation we lie and hide what’s so called “dream” we learn how to obey other people we change so that we don’t be outcasts
Boy said he’d become (an) astronaut and fly out into space crews around the universe he wanted to see the stars and also see other planets in outer space
Why don’t we just keep dreaming let’s keep our mind with dream and faith as long as we wish we can make it come true how old you are never forget your dream keep dreaming let’s keep our mind with dream and faith it may take long but have trust try your best don’t wait for dreams to come true attain it by yourself