Day Dream by Cassie McNair Whenever I day dream, and day dream I do, in my secret garden, I day dream of you. I day dream of you, In my magical land; embracing me tight and holding my hand. Holding my hand, and touching my face. Just you and me, in this peaceful place. In this peaceful place a pristine river flows. Where the unicorns run, a breeze always blows. A breeze always blows and sings of a song; Our love in a place where you're never gone. Where you're never gone is as it would seem, from dusk until dawn, whenever I day dream. And whenever I day dream, and day dream I do, in my secret garden, I day dream of you. Please visit Shadow Shot Sunday's blog host, Hey Harriet !