If we keep looking in the past
do we ever really live for now?
If we don’t have money
does life become a series of hopeless shows?
Are we all chasing the dream
that will end unknowingly?
Will we ever find the path,
to real love, laughter and harmony?
Hold my hand and lead the way
to a future, where the light shines
Dream with me, come take me... away
to someday, where angels fly
come dream with me,
dream with me for... better days
Do we all have a story to tell,
where chapters are still unwritten?
Do others open old wounds,
to satisfy their envy and keep us, from forgetting?
If we run from what’s within,
where do we really run to?
If the truth lies somewhere in-between,
which way do I turn to stop feeling empty?
Hold my hand and lead the way
to a future, where the light shines
Dream with me, come take me... away
to someday, where angels fly
come dream with me,
close your eyes and imagine,
just you and me
hoping for a better love...hoping for better days...
just hoping for better days
where there is only you and me...
