Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams

Tell me 'bout your troubles, and tell me 'bout your fears,
Tell me 'bout your worries, the reasons you stare in the mirror,
Tell me what's on your mind, why you can't think clear,
Tell me of your pain so I can help it disappear.

Tell me of your purpose and your reason to fight,
Tell me of all the things that make you feel alive,
Tell me of the different colors you'd use to paint your life,
You can tell me you wanna live, but can you tell me why?

(Tell me what you wanna be,
Tell me what you see.
Tell me what you wanna be,
Tell me 'bout your dreams.)

(Tell me what you wanna be,
Tell me what you see.
Tell me what you wanna be,
Tell me 'bout your dreams.)

Tell me 'bout your choices, how you got to this point,
Tell me 'bout your vices, how do you escape the void?
Tell me 'bout your conscience. can you hear that little voice?
Do you still get lost in thought in a room full of noise?

And when it comes to life, tell me have you set your price?
And the values that you set, do they come from inside?
The power of your dreams and being, it comes from your mind,
The reason you're alive, know it all comes with time.

(Tell me what you wanna be,
Tell me what you see.
Tell me what you wanna be,
Tell me 'bout your dreams.)

(Tell me what you wanna be,
Tell me what you see.
Tell me what you wanna be,
Tell me 'bout your dreams.)

Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams

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