These things I might find strolling along a country road,
From my mind I can create a day or reality along my way.
I see the sun rising in the early morning sky, my day begins,
Dream do I of a perfect setting, fields and hills of beautiful color.
Nothing can go wrong, not in this made up scene that I want to be,
Swim do I in a pond that appears along a country road, quiet and alone.
There is a wind blowing through the trees, across the field I feel,
Hay stacks scattered in a country dream, a farm where I wish too be,
Along a country road all possibilities unfold, from a dream, all that can be seen.