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

I wanna fly Can you take me far away Tell me what it takes And I'll go so high I'll go so high My feet won't touch the ground Stitch my wings And pull the strings I bought these dreams

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 a revolution Swirling pictures of never ending dreams I can't see what these images mean Locked inside can't set the rainbow free Like perishing flowers they sag and twist and die Joy or sorrow what does revolution mean To save today is like

Sing with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Dream until your dreams come true Sing with me, sing for the year Every time when I look in the mirror All these lines on my face

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

Well, damn these dreams The first time it felt like fallin' in love Playin' my heart just like a guitar string Chasin' that same old whiskey melody It's hard to look true love in the eye and leave I remember hearin' Hank on the radio I bought a cassette,

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

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

When we built these dreams on sand, How they all slipped through our hands. And this might be our only chance. Let's take this one day at a time, I'll hold your hand if you hold mine. The time that we kill keeps us alive. ...So please don't ask me how I