The dreamer dreams of peace and joy
They play with imagination as a child with a toy
The wise ones know what's just and true
They always know just what to do
Dreamers have hope, the wise their facts
Dreamers and wise ones seldom make pacts
Yet when they do the world seems brighter
The tension somehow seems lighter
We need dreamers as much as the wise
For perhaps wise ones are dreamers in disguise
Are you a dreamer or are you wise
Or could you be both I surmise
Whichever you are you're value is great
You have plenty to offer, the world can't wait
