When dreams die sometimes nightmares appear
They cloud up the sky that once appeared clear
The clouds allow the rain to pour
So you cant see a child's tears
There always comes a time in our lives
When we all need to face our fears
Smile with the monster in front to show were not scared
Look it deep in the eyes to say were the ones that should be feared
Escalate our minds past the problem
Elevate our minds back up to allow the dreams to return
So we don't preoccupy our minds with the monsters stares
Every child needs a form of guidance
When the dreams become unclear
A child needs a helping hand
So what would a child be without a faithful teddy bear?
