Shadows dance across the moonlit sky,
And sometimes I can't help but wonder why.
Why are we here? Is it some sort of task?
Is this reality? Or some sort of mask?
Is the sky really blue? Is the grass really green?
Is there a man in the moon? Am i a queen?
These questions run around inside my head, 
As I lay down in my bed.
And somtimes a question i like to scream,
Is this real or all a dream?