Sometimes I think philosophy About the future and where I want to be Down the road from now I`ve got my dreams But they could all come crashing down And I think that several years from now I`ll have decisions to make and I don`t know how I`m going to make them but I`ll try To make a difference before I die
We all have dreams And in my heart I hope my are granted With a head start
If I had my way I`d travel the world I`m be free without a care I guess I`ll see you when I get there
I see a man in shabby clothes A cardboard box is his only home I tend to wonder of his dreams Where did they go wrong, now on his knees He prays to a god that failed him It`s getting dark, the candle dim And I leave him with no response I hope I`ll never be this lost
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