It Was My Dream

Why do I get disturbed about what people do?
Why do I feel cheated or disappointed about the happenings around me?
Why do I expect people to see it the way I want?
Is it possible to have them love me?

Oh I remember why everything seems difficult.
Now I know why they find me impossible,
yes I can tell the difference,
Except me no one else was there when I had the dream!

If they were there, they would understand,
they would play well along if they saw it,
they would have known the melody from the tone
Oh, I was the only one there...when I had the dream.

I have a mission to accomplish, a goal to reach,
Mountains to climb, infact some to surmount!
I've got a race to run, wide gap to cover
'cos I'm not ordinary, I know my dream.

The path to success is rough, others feel I am rough,
the race requires speed, they feel I am reckless,
the mission needs thoughtfulness but they say I am slow,
Oh, I was the only one there...when I had the dream.

Father of Grace, give me peace within,
When it is difficult to explain,
Give me power of will,
Never to see the obstacles, or lose the foresight of my focus.