I promise to take you to the streets of that unknown, faraway land you've been dreaming of, some day.
Where time has no meaning, so there are snowflakes in summer
And bright red flowers in winter.
To sail you off into the oceans of the world you saw in a half-remembered dream that day,
where place has no meaning.
So you can be the wind and take with you the scent of the sea into the middle of a barren desert and no one will know.
To sneak you away to the islands hidden somewhere on the other end of the world, one day.
Where space has no meaning.
So that the stars and the moon come down at night and shine on you until you are filled with their light,
which glows forever from the dreams in your eyes.
Because those wishes you make on shooting stars,
they come true.