dreams
there's a road up ahead and it's a long one, it's ridden on the restless and young, with a want and desire we'll move, you know there ain't nothing else that you can do, ain't this what dreams are made of, ain't this what dreams are made of, ain't this what dreams are made of, ain't this what dreams are made of, sometimes you move with no choice, to the call of the wild crazy voices, and you start to feel like a restless gone free, as years go by now you finally see, ain't this what dreams are made of, ain't this what dreams are made of, ain't this what dreams are made of, ain't this what dreams are made of, the young leave their problems behind, it seems many got nothing but time, they ain't prayin' about doing what's right, they just run for the love in the night, ain't this what dreams are made of, ain't this what dreams are made of, ain't this what dreams are made of, ain't this what dreams are made of
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