The White Waters of Nowhere

A place called nowhere,
where the waters are white.
A place where dreams become
dreams and the visions of
heaven appear from the sky
like it was day in night.

This place is called the
white waters of nowhere
where children dream;
It's where the waters are warm and
where the reality of life
seems real from a dream.

As I dream of this place like
from a picture from my mine,
every thought of goodness
becomes of those like mine.
It's in a valley of pureness,
like the symmetry hitting the sky;
The white waters of nowhere,
it's where my visions lie.