The Fairy Tale Lands of Mystical Lore dance through the breeze of my mind. Dryads, and elves of magical times can you find me through the harshness of my kind. Nymphs who play in the mountain streams, While grandmother Willow watches over my dreams. Gnomes who Smile through the work of the day, and the laughing pixies who want me to play. Lepricon will you grant me one wish today, To fly through the trees with the fairies at play. I'll listen to the trickeling stream, only if it wasn't all a dream. The trolls in the depth of their mines, and the army of Dwarfs cutting down some pines. They'll Build a fire to sour to the sky. All around the animals come to lie. In the warmth the Fauns jump and dance. I could hear the music if I had a chance. I wonder if above your fire you see my stars. The bright red one, do you call it Mars. And My moon will give you The light. Dancing in a Fairy circle all night.