Dream in motion, love.
Take a nap in my birdhouse.
And afterwards take flight.
Take those ambitions,
And give them light.
Don't fall far from responsibilities.

You have to make those dream,
Make them stream true as an artist's line.
Branch them out as far as the sun will shine.
Stir up your dreams, make them strong.

On the bottom of my birdhouse,
Attached by tape and hope.
Don't treat its pure line,
As if its needing a delouse.

Never Give Up.