There is a beautiful place
where people go at a slower pace,
Exceedingly tranquil and serene
for poor people in their dreams,
You can go there if you try
it will help you by and by,
I really love this place of mine
it always helps me not to pine,
I often go there in my mind
when I'm in a special bind.

There are lots of lovely trees
that sway away in the breeze,
A gurgling brook through the rocks
to help forget all the locks,
A most peaceful place to be
to try to forget my memories,
I can lose myself from hurt
of always being in the dirt,
The hurt, the pain will go away
away, away till another day.