World of Fantasy

Whenever I'm depressed and gloomy

I'll sit down under a big yellow tree,

And there, golden birds will sing to me

They'll make me forget life's melancholy

Whenever I want to shout and cry

I'll climb a mountain very high.

Three I'll stay there from morn till night

I'll try to be calm with all my might.

When there's a thing that's bothering me

I'll enter a colorful cave then I'll be free.

Free from life's sorrows and miseries

In a cave really full of mysteries.

Nothing is impossible in my lovely world,

It was really blessed by our dear Lord.

Sadness has ni space in me

When I'm in my world of fantasy.