I have a cupboard full of dreams
And whenever one comes true
Its place is soon filled up again
By a dream that's bright and new,
For I've found it's never wise
To let my dream supply run low
So I always keep some in reserve
To help me stretch and grow.
And if I get discouraged
I just reach up on the shelf
And find a dream to work toward
As I renew myself.
I can go beyond the rainbow
Where a golden sunrise gleams
As long as I have this alone--
My cupboard full of dreams.