You don't have to be afraid to put your dream in action When it turns out right 'Cause you know that if you live in your imagination Tomorrow you'll be everybody's fascination In my victory just remember me When I make it shine Your never gonna fade

When freedom burns The final solution Dreams fade away and all hope turns to dust When millions burn The curtain has fallen Lost to the world as they perish in flames Ever since it started On Crystal night of thirty eight When liberty died

Bone engraved Stone grave Stone engraved As passion encircles the daily storm The heart bleeds and droughts do not All circles created with intention An ocean turns yellow It soothes the eye

Because the world is round it turns me on Because the world is round, ah Because the wind is high it blows my mind Because the wind is high, ah Love is old, love is new Love is all, love is you Because the sky is blue, it makes me cry Because the sky is

I don't care, I don't care As long as you're with me Even if it's raining, and the wind is blowing Even if we're far from home, even if it's snowing I know that our love is pure, our love will protect us Even if the world turns against us Made by God La

Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood" My name is Joe Roberts, I work for the state I'm a sergeant out of Perrineville, barracks number 8 I always done an honest job, as honest as I could I got a brother named

Too many hands Being laid on her Too many eyes will never see That it's dragging her down She turns 'round She's one of a kind Sometimes hard to find Like a rainbow Well, she's lost all her glory

This pain is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating Anticipating all the fucked up feelings again This shit's gone way too far All this time I've been waiting For what's inside awaking I'm not, I'm not a whore You've taken everything and Oh I cannot

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

One little victory Just one little victory The greatest act can be Celebrate the moment As it turns into one more Another chance at victory Another chance to score The measure of the moment Is a difference of degrees