Our hopes and dreams
weaving a colorful tapestry.

Hues of purple twilight begins to fade
as silver streaks of moonlight

pierce a darkened sky.
Soon the sun will chase away the stars

and another day will dawn,
Come, dream with me.
By Christine McClimans

The music you are listening to is
"Movinon"
provided for your listening pleasure.
And the name means something Special. :)