As he wandered to Twilight Town;
And his face lit up with a heavenly light
Through the shadows that drifted down;
But he woke next morning with tear-stained eye
In the light of the gray dawn’s gleam,
And out from the stillness we heard him cry,
“I’ve lost my dream—my dream!”
And he told us then, in his childish way,
Of the wonderful dream he’d known,
He had wandered away from the land of play