Dreams

When I was small, I wished I could go to the stars,
I wanted to see what spring was like on jupiter and mars;
I had to settle for travel to the edge of the earth,
not bad for a small town boy - how much are you worth?

Thousands are before me while i sing them a song,
I hold the mike in front of me, so they can sing along;
I went to the moon but still you I just couldn't find,
should have known one step for man, one for mankind.

I was leading the Monaco grand prix, no one around,
it was over, I crept up on to the podium without a sound;
then there was just us, we met through many open doors,
I wish you well with all your dreams, I hope you find yours.  

Sometimes you wonder if people know what life means,
but don't tell me 'to come here and tell me your dreams.'