Dream...I was a little girl Alone in my little world

Alone in my little world
I played pretend between the trees,
And fed my houseguests bark and leaves,
And laughed in my pretty bed of green.
That I could fly
From the highest swing.
Long walks in the dark
Through woods grown behind the park,
I asked God who I'm supposed to be.
The stars smiled down on me,
God answered in silent reverie.
That I could fly
From the highest tree.
Now I'm old and feeling grey.
I don't know what's left to say
About this life I'm willing to leave.
I lived it full and I lived it well,
There's many tales I've lived to tell.
I'm ready now,
I'm ready now,
I'm ready now
To fly from the highest wing.