I exist to my needs
my dreams just a dream
nothing more than a dream
although it would seem a dream
which I'm keen
you wont accept where i come from
or which way I'll go
grab my dreams by the scruff and drown them in sorrow
the lights and the pictures
i have it all planned
me and a friend - will walk in the sand.
we'll have a small bedsit and good part time jobs
yet you wont help me
or advice me in any way
but i dont care what you say
im going anyway
i'll take what I need
nothing of you
and i'll show you
a dream can be reality
and you, oh well you, dont hold the key.
