飘荡着
                         扭曲着
                         做着梦
                    所以梦幻地
                         轻柔地
                    任日上三竿
                        温柔地
                        催促着

                梦到了山的秃顶
                     就欢快地
                     将他笼罩
                     轻言细语
                     为那新芽
                   穿一件白衣

               梦到了树的哭泣
                    就悲伤的
                    伴他哭泣
                    洒下泪水
                    让那鸟儿
                也凝出了泪滴

                     飘荡着
                梦那山那树
                  那水那鱼
                梦到那太阳
                  也曾悲泣
                却唯独没有
                  梦到自己

                 云儿曾立志
                   梦在哪里
                 就飘向哪里
               却不知道自己
                    在哪里