But she can't let go when a butterfly can't stay
She grows a little tired, she lies near a tree
And her beautiful Womble eyes grow very heavy
In her dreams, she's grown two wings
Beautiful and pink and other pretty things
She flies over the common waving to Orinoco
And all her other friends who are waving down below
She flies over Teletubbyland, she flies over Cuddles Avenue
She flies over the Island Of Sodor, too
She flies over Byker Grove as the kids below cheer,
But then, her wings start to disappear!
POP!
At last, Shansi wakes from her dream
Shone on by gentle yellow sunbeams
Is it real or is it a dream?
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