Dancing on the melting snow, whilst wandering in a forgotten dream,
Where I am I do not know, as I'm lost in memories of things I've seen,
Smothered up in warmth and joy, as I dance with thoughts to which I'd cried,
But tears no longer sting my eyes, the memories now just make them shine,
And I twirled and swayed in dreams embrace, and wondered how the words became,
And wondered whose voice propelled me along, right there on my personal stage,
(Until I realized that it was mine..)

Step by step I turned within, the dream where words flowed free,
And as I sung, notes were heard, and swept away a little part of me,
And as my voice became one, with the zephyr and the snow,
I became a song and dance, that I do not even know.
But the words were within me, though I know not from where they came,
And every word, and every heartbeat, now sounded both the same.
(And I knew that it was mine..)

And right there in that haunted air, as I sung in that field of dreams,
I realized that everything I had ever wanted, wasn't as hard to find as it seemed,
And as the sun glistened upon the snow, the ice melted round my heart,
And while I knew the pain hadn't gone, for a moment I could not hurt,
And I pondered on how long it took, to know such a simple thing,
Who's thoughts were within my mind, who's memories made me sing.
(But I knew that they were mine...)

And I was dancing on the dream all along, inside my own fairy world,
Twirling in the melting snow, on top of my own little cloud,
And as I looked across the atmostphere, the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
A tiny little part of me, hoped it would no longer be a dream....
(And that it would be mine...)