I lay comfortably on my pile of pillows.
Never feeling safer anywhere else.
I can go anywhere on my pile of pillows,
And need not worry about a thing.
I visit the world on my pile of pillows,
Taking a trip to France, Italy, and Greece.
I see things I would never be able to,
Anywhere other than on my pile of pillows.
Where will I travel to tonight?
On these comfortable pile of pillows.
Maybe to Florida? California? Japan?
Australia? Africa? Alaska? Netherlands?
No planes are needed to travel,
On my comfortable pile of pillows.
As I drift asleep for many hours,
I arrive at my destination.
No tickets, no security,
No baggage or problems.
Just my pile of pillows,
And the will to go.