Every night when I sleep
I dream about
The field of dreams
I must say that
I just love to dream
AIso I never stop dreaming
Because dreaming is
Like breathing
I also see the field of dreams
Alive
Also, I don’t have any money
To buy the field of dreams
Because I am a poor men
And I believe that it must be
Very expensive to buy
The field of dreams
Let somebody rich
Buy the field of dreams
And the field of
Dreams
Backs on to a ravine
There is already a nice house
It is a bangaloow