Dream. I climbed a million stairs ahead Inside a passage in my head Where little gnomes drinking their wine Sing together: And when love? Think of life this way. Live your dreams
where visions float away. ?And when love seems to go Around, around, and around, Please close your eyes And when the answer seems to Get your feet off the ground, Dream
Et si l'on abusait del adrenalina Et si l'on abusait de las senoritas Et si l'on abusait de los regalos suelos Et si l'on abusait del amigo vino Et si
a new frontier We lost the world Sometimes we hold it but it's slipping) away When we add reality it doesn't taste like our dream Then there's too much sour
at a young age Feel me touch me as I turn the page A little past ten, roughly about eleven years old dropped in the good location My scratch is smellin sour
a way to save everything with your gift (Yeah) Now a seed to a tree was to be (Yeah) A boy to a man comes up quickest like a dream You really don't understand
as you support my dreams stayin' right beside me as a part of my team I'll take you where the average man can only dream of cause in a world so sour I
hills Must put ourselves above pity Above self deception as law We must be again as once were We the soul of the earth As reaping time descends The sour
for the baby boys and girls We brought 'em to the Promised Land We done had this dream since little men Can you understand? So how can you knock us Won
obvious place The soul needs beauty for a soul mate(???) Get down off your holy cloud...Always God will not deal with the proud...Always Well if you dream then dream
place The soul needs beauty for a soul mate Get down off your holy cloud always God will not deal with the proud, always Well, if you dream then dream
a young age Feel me touch me as I turn the page A little past ten, roughly about Eleven years old dropped in the good location My scratch is smellin' sour
of our finest day, Can we ever hope to regain? The innocence of youth. The sordid truth. Our visions turn sour. All colours change to grey. Goodbye my tender dreams
reside in this castle made of sand let me getta hand clap I'mma make an entrance givin' y'all the lecture then I'm taking questions my soul is sour
done had this dream since little men. Can you understand? So how can you knock us?, won't stop us, for living our dreams, It really seems you's ah hata
Worthless, mourns, infinity divine Through the pale sunrise, macabre souls, sour again Sour... It is strange when I kiss the eyes of salvation The night