Underneath my outside face There's a face that none can see. A little less smiley, A little less sure, But a whole lot more like me.
Shel SilversteinIf you are a dreamer come in If you are a dreamer a wisher a liar A hoper a pray-er a magic-bean-buyer If youre a pretender com sit by my fire For we have some flax golden tales to spin Come in! Come in!
Shel Silverstein