Like to Play

But the dream is long goneAnd the one that I've in my lifeCan't seem to get it rightI think I might be losing my mindIs that his baby, I just can't tellI think I'm losing his babyHe just can't see itIt's just that his babyLike his life seems to be a dreamAnd the one that I've in my lifeCan't seem to get it rightI think I might be losing my mindI think I'm losing my mindIf his touch is badIt's just that his baby, he's just so goodLike to playAnd his eyes are likeA candle for us youthAnd he reminds us of yesterdaySo our dreams come alive wheneverWe reach for a shoulder to cry in.

The dream may be long gone, but we should have gratitude for the simple moments in our day. Play is something that should take more of our time -- moments of joy that we should celebrate.