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I slip
off to sleep in shadows that creep |
Toward a
gold morning to come |
Another
gray day may lay me away |
Or maybe
this may be the one
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I dream
what I dream of what does life mean |
With
questions it seems I have grown |
Why
should I go for it? What's there to show for it? |
Where
does time fly when it's flown?
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Still I
keep dreaming on searching for the day |
Where I
will find after all that's gone I have found my way |
To the
spot where the brightest light is shown |
Just to
say I can stand alone |
I've
made my way on my own
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The
tougher it comes the harder I run |
No
matter the going gets rough |
I won't
turn away… I mean what I say |
I need
that I can't get enough
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For
what's in a dream without any steam |
To
follow the wind where it's blown |
I've got
to go to it… not to say no to it |
Dreaming
is all I have known
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Still I
keep dreaming on searching for the day |
Where I
will find after all that's gone I have found my way |
To the
spot where the brightest light is shown |
Just to
say I can stand alone |
On
my own
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Instrumental |
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Still I
keep dreaming on searching for the day |
Where I
will find after all that's gone I have found my way |
To the
spot where the brightest light is shown |
And I'll stand on my own
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Still I
keep dreaming on searching for the day |
Where I
will find after all that's gone I have found my way |
To the
spot where the brightest light is shown |
Just to
say I can stand alone |
I've
made my way on my own |
My
way on my own |
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