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Some Kind of Dream


All these chances I take fly like a sparrow toward some kind of dream
But regrets and mistakes are a barrel pointed at me
There’s no mountain too high when you’ve learned how to fly
Just spread your wings and lift off the ground
But the problem with flying is; no matter how I try it ends with
READY! AIM! FIRE! - BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! - Shoot me down

But I searched through the streets just looking for some kind of dream
Always praying that I would find something or something would find me

A shot ripped through my heart and I fell through the branches and into the dark
But I was higher on the mountain than I’d ever fallen before
That’s where I met you, broken and bleeding, just a wandering dreamer like me
And when I looked at you, pretty darlin’, I finally could see

That I’d searched through the streets just looking for some kind of dream
Always praying I would find something or something would find me
I’d traveled the world looking for diamonds and pearls
But I found all I needed when I found a beautiful girl

There’s nothing so wonderful as finding your sweet peace of mind
 I’ve never seen beautiful the way that I see in your eyes
If I hadn’t been shot down learning to fly
I’d still be searching for something my fall helped me find
I thank God I was shot…
(chorus)

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