I am not the boy next door I don't belong like I did before Nothin' ever seems like it used to be You can have your dreams, but you can't have me I can't go back there anymore 'Cause I am not the boy next door Comin' home used to feel so good I'm a

A dream is a wish your heart makes When you're fast asleep In dreams you will lose your heartaches Whatever you wish for, you keep Have faith in your dreams and someday Your rainbow will come smiling through No matter how your heart is grieving If you

If these are the things that Dreams are made of Why don't I dream anymore I'm in the garden All the trees bear fruit I have to pick them before they fall I finally grab one I hold it in my hand I open it up

Is it all because of my rebel heart? Why do I keep dreaming of you? I don't know what it is that makes me run That makes me wanna shatter everything that I've done Nothing matters, all is futile You told me once I have a rebel heart I don't know if

An easy feelin' in the mornin' light Drift away with the touch of the hand From the sleep tight, goodnight man And you'll have sweet dreams that'll last all night The sandman told me he's done all he can The situation calls for more than sand You been

I dreamed I saw St. Augustine alive as you our me Tearing through these quarters in the utmost misery With a blanket underneath his arm and a coat of solid gold Searching for the very souls who already have been sold "Arise, arise", he cried so loud in a

In my mind, in my head That is where We are from This is where we all came from The dreams we have, the love we share This is what we're waiting for And in my mind, in my head

Now we have a lot of love to give I dream of a past that we could have Felt like we made up so entirely Blame it on your curiosity And out into the sun, into the sun But it's not released through all the misery But it's not released all the misery Broken

The wild and the young They all have their dreams They've got to be free The sun never sets For souls on the run So close to the edge And high on the wire They are not wrong They're alive

Out of hell we will climb I'm standing by your side She's only sixteen She has dreams of a girl She thought she'd be in love She thought she'd have the white picket fence Now she stands on the corner She sold herself to the streets When the world gave up