Dreams

Every now and then I'll sit at the window, look at the birds and dream I can fly
And I don't know why but as I look up at the sky there are tears in my eyes.
I want them to hide away but I'm afraid that they're here to stay
But I do know that on this day, right here and right now
I must stand tall and be proud, speak loud as I turn to face the crowds and take my final bow.

How I got here I don't know but as time moves slow through the everlasting light of dawns glow
I remember the things I could forget.
All the night's I spent on fet, walking the jagged road of sin and regret.
My mind is a mess but still I progress because life is a race and you can't accept less.

These eyes of mine see a world not there
And though I wish that I could share these visions I know you won't care, but that's fair
Love is something that is reserved for the great
And perhaps this is fate being served cold as revenge on the finest silver plate,
But whoever said life was supposed to be fair?
If you don't dare then you can forever expect to stay there.