I once thought the point of life was to sleep,
It seems that way when your nice and deep,
Inside your dreams which are so lovely and real,
When warm and comfortable is all you can feel.

But then I realised one day,
That waking up is a game we play.
Some days we play it really well,
And other days we don't and it's hard as hell.

So, the secret is we need to know,
In order to win and make bad feelings go,
Is to remember the one thing that always exists,
A feeling of Love that feels just like bliss.

This feeling is so true, so real and so strong,
When we think we don't feel it instead we are wrong,
It always exists deep inside of you,
It can take all your problems and smash it's way through.

For this is true love that you can feel so much,
You don't need someone elses love or their touch,
It's not love for another or love for it's sake,
It's love for your life which cannot be fake.

I once thought the point of life was to sleep,
Instead it is love which is so much more deep,
And although your dreams are so lovely and real,
Life can be like that when love's what you feel.