Testo di Posthumous Drafts - Act II

So I had a dream That I could fly from the highest mountain And I was a little boy In my little world with my little toys All alone I was alone in highest mountain I could see everyone But no one could see me So I had a dream That I was flying over Porto Alegre river And I was a little boy In my little world with my little toys All alone I was alone in the highest mountain I could see everyone But no one could see me