Dreams

I’m staring out my window. I see you walking towards me. I’m hoping I could be the guy with you. I’m praying that my dream will come true because

Dreams were made to keep us alive. Dreams were made to help us survive. I’ve got a dream, and I hope it comes true, ‘cause if it does there’s gonna be a me and you.

I’ll admit that I’m not perfect. I’ll even admit that I’m kinda strange. But if you just give me a chance I’ll be sure to be your best romance because

I think it’s kinda weird how when life has me down my dreams seem to always hold through, and I think it’s kinda weird how when life takes a U-turn my dreams seem to always come true.

©1996