Lost within a dream
A little girl plays gently by the stream
Totally unaware
A tiny creature creeps behind her there
Such a sweet song she sings
Of a promise she brings
Come with me
I'll take you down there
A magic world unknown
All your dreams will be fulfilled
You'll never be alone
Overhead they fly
The little girl is amazed by what she sees
Totally mesmerized
Leads a child to a clearing in the trees
Such a sweet song she sings
Of a promise she brings
Come with me
I'll take you down there
A magic world unknown
All your dreams will be fulfilled
You'll never be alone
Underneath the leaves
An entrance in the land
Deep into the ground
The pair moved further down
Crawl beneath the outcrop
Tunnels soon they found
A distant light ahead
Muted voices sound
There in the clearing
A magic world to behold
Filled with the children
Taken ages ago
Scanning the room
The young girl sees his face
Out of place, lost the chase
Her twin she traced
From before
All part of her scheme
With a near piercing scream
Guiding her cohorts
Who hid in the trees
Alerting the town
The elders came down
Claiming back children
Once lost to the ground
Lost within a dream
A young boy plays gently by the stream
Totally unaware
He doesn't see the danger lurking there
Such a sweet song she sings
Of a promise she brings
Come with me
I'll take you down there
A magic world unknown
All your dreams will be fulfilled
You'll never be alone
Come with me
I'll take you down there
A magic world unknown
All your dreams will be fulfilled
You'll never be alone
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