She knows it's only a Dream

She knows it's true,
it's just a dream.
Then free as a bird,
she could fly on wings,
feathers of love,
to soar so high,
there is no above.
The fun of fame,
the wonders of wealth,
would be but a shadow shoved on a shelf.

She wants it so bad, though,
she cannot deny,
the right to freedom,
the right to a happy life,
to prosper would then be inevitable,
but she knows it's only a dream.