My Perfect Place

In time and space
In my mind behind my face
There is a place which is full of grace
With scenery so beautiful I could never erase
With sound so harmonious they beat the perfect bass
The flowers and the the trees have aromas to please
There's no way ever I could try to replace
I want to pick the flowers and bring them home to put in my favourite vase
Here everything is pleasing and fine
I can walk life at my own pace
There's no need for me to run the rat race
So when life gets me down
I get up and pack my little case
And return to my perfect place