I’ll write you something short and sweet
Because simple is good, it’s true
I’ve never been the best with words
But I’ll spill a few for you
Today I wandered near and far and often in circles too
It’s nice to have an easy day
With not a thing to do
I spent the day in Central Park
And daydreamed all day long
I followed every curving path
Today there was no wrong
I rolled myself out on the green
And rolled myself a green
I sparked her, burnt her, closed my eyes
And thought of all I’d seen
Eternities later I sat in awe
And wondered what it means
That the days which make real life the best
Are the days that feel like dreams.