A Very Special Secret Place

There is a very secret place
Where I go and wish and hide.
A very special secret place
Where imaginings reside.

And in this world of make-believe
Where fantasies abound
I live and dream and hope to see
The best of life around.

Where morals rule and angels live
The Bible's still in print.
A friendly place, a happy home
Where all that could be, is!

I like to dream of love and things
And stuff quite off-the-wall.
Where life goes on and heaven waits
For ME to make the call.

Now here inside, this empty room
Where fantasies reside
Are sterile walls, a hollow tomb,
With dreams that now have died.

A barren heart, vacant thoughts
And dreams that can't come true
Are all I have, because I had
And now I don't have you...