This is a kingdom, A king and a queen,

Their son and their daughter, Who just turned nineteen.

This is my own precious world.

 

A neighboring kingdom that sits by the sea,

The queen has died, the prince wants to be free.

This is my own precious world, this is my own precious world.

 

This is the world that I've made,

The masterpiece that I create.

This is the world that I've thought of,

This is the world, this is the world in my heart.

 

A runaway slave meets a sweet, caring girl,

They fall in love. Who knows how the the story ends,

Who know how this story ends.

 

This is the world that I've made,

The masterpiece that I create.

This is the world that I've thought of,

This is the world, this is the world in my heart.

 

Some people I'm imagining,

Who knows, perhaps it is true.

Some people say that I'm crazy,

The truth is I write just what the Lord tells me to.

 

'Cause this is the life that He's made,

The masterpiece that He's creating.

And this is the canvas He's painting,

This is the is my life, this is my life and my heart.

 

A beautiful girl, who waits for her love,

A sufferer true, the prophets have spoken of.

This is my own precious world, This is my world.

 

This is the world that I've made,

The masterpiece that I create,

This is the world that I've thought of,

This is the world, this is the world in my heart.

 

This is the world that I've made,

The fantasy that I create,

This is the world that I've dreamed of,

This is my world, and this is the world that I love.

 

This is the world that we make it,

Isn't it time that we give it, not take it?

This is a world that was given, not earned,

Isn't it time that we shared what we've learned?