There's a sailboat in my room

I don't know what to do

Should I take it for a ride?

I don't know how to drive.

Where shall I go?

I do not know.

Maybe Mexico?

There's a sailboat in the hall

Should I drive it to the mall?

The sailboat is filled

With memories aplenty,

Floating on the floor

Made of dreams.

When I wake up,

Nothing is as it seems.

There was a sailboat in my room,

Only in my dreams.