You feel wide awake and don't want to sleep. You're supposed to be quiet without making a peep. While you lay in your bed staring at the ceiling, wide eyed, Mom comes to your room and sits by your side. My sweet little one, you say that you're bored, But your dreams are the things that will open your world. Get ready to see just how much you can do, When you drift off to sleep, and it's all up to you