I know a lake, it’s in my mind.
I go and think there all the time.
The gentle breeze, the glowing sun.
I wander there when my day is done.
I relax, by a bubbling brook.
A shaded tree my overlook.
I quietly sit and contemplate,
the life I live, the choices I make.
Each dying day a reminder to me,
that I live in a country, where I was born free.
Each time that I travel, I choose a new place.
To think and relax and enjoy the slow pace.
My days are hectic, they never stop.
Three young children in my family crop.
But my nights are mine, I choose my space.
I travel alone to my special place.
I’m not tied down by money or fate.
My mind alone is my Paradise gate.