I remember those songs on the radio The jasmine, the wind in your hair Summer and smoke, diamonds and dust Go where you will, do what you must The promise was made, your word was enough We had dreams, visions and plans Into the night, out of our hands

Dance in and out of the beams Of a neon moon There's always room here for To watch your broken dreams Oh, but I'll be alright As long as there's light From a neon moon Oh, if you lose your one and only

All I needed was the last thing I wanted To sit alone in a room and say it all out loud Every moment, every second, every trespass Every awful thing, every broken dream A couple years back and forth with myself in a cage Banging my head against the wall

Broken dreams so grand, sing of his final stand, long live Carolus Brought by soldiers hand, back to the fatherland, long live Carolus Rex Killed by his own or by his foes, turned the tide Three hundreds years still no one knows, the secret remains

It was a broken dream right from the start Bless their tortured, tangled hearts Oh love, oh love you fickle thing Such pretty words and golden rings Well there was a little falter at the altar of confession Down on its knees true love did fall After 31

It was a broken dream right from the start Bless their tortured, tangled hearts Oh love, oh love you fickle thing Such pretty words and golden rings Well there was a little falter at the altar of confession Down on its knees true love did fall After 31

It was a broken dream right from the start Bless their tortured, tangled hearts Oh love, oh love you fickle thing Such pretty words and golden rings Well there was a little falter at the altar of confession Down on its knees true love did fall After 31

Ah ah ah ah ah My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me Till then I walk alone I walk this empty street On the boulevard of broken dreams Where the city

In this world of calamity Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy And police weh abuse dem authority I got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man Instead of broken dreams and tragedy We gots to keeps it burning on the road to Zion, man Clean and pure

Evil woman (what an evil woman) Evil woman (such an evil woman) You made a fool of me But them broken dreams have got to end Hey, woman, you got the blues 'Cause you ain't got no one else to use There's an open road that leads nowhere So just make some