There are dreams floating like sails waiting for the wind to pick them up
There are scars silently waiting, only time will patch them up
There are hearts beating like a drum, it makes a lover squeeze them tight
There are long strides weaving over a path to a mind that is bright
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la....
There are dreams waiting to be seen, to grasp your hand at the end
There is a soft voice that gently calls and rustles me,
even from the deepest slumbers
There is a trip longer than sunset that i am unable to leave
There is a voice silently calling,but i can't sing about it
