Only just a little boy I learn life can be cruel Said our child to save the world they told me I was a fool And made me their stepping stool
Now I've grown into a man the fulliest I may be But all the while I kept the dream deep down inside of me And now its breaking breaking free
Life isnt All the things that we may wish or want But never cease to give that everything you got And though some things are stolen ripped right at the sea If you have breath than you still have a chance to dream
Some of us have had to start what everything was giving Some of us have scratch and scrape to simply make a living And keep the fight up everyday
Money, power, privilege, a dream is so much more And if you've lost your dream, it hurts if rich or if you're poor And feel it down right through your core
And Life isnt All the things that we may wish or want But never cease to give that everything you got And though some things are stolen ripped right at the sea If you have breath than you still have a chance to dream
No Life isnt All the things that we may wish or want But never cease to give that everything you got And though some things are stolen ripped right at the sea If you have breath than you still have a chance to dream If you have breath than you still have a chance to dream If you have breath than you still have a chance........ To dream