A land of fairytale dreams.
Where everyone lives with the love of the Savior.
Where my heart is whole, and my soul is free.
Where dogs can talk, and cats can dream.
Here, people aren't scared.
We speak our minds.
We speak in love.
We fear no evil.
In my land our fathers can't die.
Nobody blames us.
We are always protected.
Nobody beats us.
We walk with pride.
Nobody leaves us.
There are trees blooming with treats.
Instead of dollars we have hugs and smiles.
Every ill has a cure.
Every heart can be mended.
Every soul has a mate.
You can find confidence by the mile.
In my land of fairytale dreams...
I can trust.
I can love.
I can be loved.
I can ask for help.
Not that I need it.
I'm defended.
I'm protected.
I'm adored.
I'm perfected.
I can be pure.
I can be reverent.
I can adore.
I can follow.
I can be like Him.
As much as is possible.
I'm strong.
I'm brave.
I'm tough.
I'm tender.
People look at me and say:
She's real.
She's loved.
She's safe.
She's got something special.
I want to know her.
I want to understand her.
I want to meet the man who changed her life.
Here I eat apples and almond butter.
I'm beautiful inside and out.
I know how to help.
I know how to give.
I love unconditionally.
I pray without ceasing.
I'm allergic to nothing.
My skin never breaks out.
My abs are made of steel.
My heart is made as soft as gold.
Here, somebody loves me.
He sees something different.
I let him in.
And he chooses to stay.
He knows my true soul.
He adores my imperfections.
I give him my hand.
So he can marry me one day.
