While heads are busy dreaming and daring

Sit, I'll tell you why my ego is so tall

Too much time to dream Too much time to waste

I wish, dear stranger, you do not turn

She takes time to grasp a few little things Has to go over and over for letting things sink.

I like the shadows he casts,

This potion of feat, it sat somewhere

If you must go, Don’t fade away

I know not to stay calm always no matter what

It’s better to be needed Than to need