You will find me tilting at windmills
on a familiar old landscape
Or running and jumping as high as I can
as my shadow I try to escape
Ungrounded in reality
preferring to live in dreams
of what might be but probably wont
tis my lot or so it seems
I believe my future is mine to make
the same way yours is for you,
and if there’s a dream you truly want
then it really can come true
So climb aboard and hold on tight
we can share the journey to its end
shape our future together
go and see what’s round every bend
Better that than sitting here
and waiting for life to arrive
after all it’s a life that’s meant to be lived
not one that we can ever survive
Oct 30, 2010
Oct 30, 2010 at 10:49 AM UTC
You will find me tilting at windmills
on a familiar old landscape
Or running and jumping as high as I can
as my shadow I try to escape
Ungrounded in reality
preferring to live in dreams
of what might be but probably wont
tis my lot or so it seems
I believe my future is mine to make
the same way yours is for you,
and if there’s a dream you truly want
then it really can come true
So climb aboard and hold on tight
we can share the journey to its end
shape our future together
go and see what’s round every bend
Better that than sitting here
and waiting for life to arrive
after all it’s a life that’s meant to be lived
not one that we can ever survive
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