Whoa, whoa, whoa, who knows Forty days, forty nights What the thunder and lightning will bring Maybe the storm will cover my dreams Maybe the sun will shine no more Which way the wind is blowing And when we look back on these things We won't cry no more

Songs in the kitchen All my dreams came true My songs took me far away Now I'm singing them every night In these bright lights up on this stage To tell you the truth I'm probably just missing Songs in the car Songs from the heart

There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new The big lights will inspire you Ooh, New York I got a pocketful of dreams Baby, I'm from New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of Hear it for New

Nana, nana, nana na Nana, nana, nana This little laser beam I'm gonna let it be These broken dreams are fallen leaves Cheer up now Flailing on the ground Cheer up, the end is coming I plant my feet in the dirt

Street dreams are made of these Everybody's looking for something Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's Who am I to disagree? Uh, what, what, uh My man put me up for the

I've got dreams Dreams to remember I know you said he was just a friend These eyes of mine, they don't fool me Why did he hold you so tenderly? I've got dreams Dreams, rough dreams Dreams to remember I've got dreams Dreams to remember

Just can't loosen these chains and things These chains that bind me Woke up this morning After another one of those crazy dreams Oh, nothing is going right this morning The whole world is wrong it seems Oh, I guess it's the chain that binds me I can't

Loving you is the only way to fly Loving you is the only way Somebody said, some dreams come true Some pass you by I should have moved on long ago Why I still want you I don't know These days my best laid plans Are built on shifting sands It's not like I

Our lives will not be lived in vain We're throwing wrenches in the gears These machines feed on the tears of broken lives and dying dreams Are we so alone, So distant, So forgotten, As we think ourselves to be? These are our lives But did they ever even

These dreams And I put another picture in a frame So until you come home Live beyond the dark Give unto the heart Have every shade of blue With every part of you Of simple afternoons in your arms