She dreams a dream of distant land of trickling brooks and maple trees as snow flakes fall upon her nose she dreams a welcome dream. Her angel wings are clipped no more she flies so far and free, she roams the world without a doubt, as she flies o'er the land and sea. She hears him call, she knows she's home at last she's reached his warm embrace. together there their love unfold and of their past there's not a trace. The front porch small with lively song and gurgling sounds of new born babes upon the swing or by the lake she's home; a place of love and grace. She dreams a dream of distant land of trickling brooks and maple trees as snow flakes fall upon her nose she dreams a welcome dream. The story thus goes on and on she finds her heart skip to its tune with him she walks; both hand in hand In love, radiant and free.