You were a small white ball rolling on the grass | |
Well, we were young and we didn‘t care | |
Why don‘t you sit down and take a rest | |
`Cause you look tired of turning in search of release | |
The world is with you, oh yes, with you | |
We‘re just someone you can count on | |
`Cause we are dreamers in a dreamer‘s land! | |
A dozen kids with no cares | |
We had to run through the day, and then laugh through the night | |
While you went to hole number nine | |
...a tear drop on our skin. | |
There was a deep crack in being. | |
But you still held your club, | |
and a few dozen friends for that pain | |
We had to smile through the day... | |
As I see your mind in overflow, | |
I carry you right through the door | |
The strength that you show from your heart, | |
is reflected in your eyes | |
And I see... | |
We had to smile through the day, | |
and cry through the night | |
We stand strait and keep hoping | |
I know somewhere we realized... | |
`Cause we were fighting | |
I‘m sure you made the big part of it | |
You reached green number eighteen, | |
we were on tee number three | |
And we were dreamers | |
I see us playing so careless in the classroom beside | |
And we were hundreds | |
When we were forced to realize | |
While we were drowning in rashness | |
You were on fairway nineteen... |
You were a small white ball rolling on the grass | |
Well, we were young and we didn' t care | |
Why don' t you sit down and take a rest | |
Cause you look tired of turning in search of release | |
The world is with you, oh yes, with you | |
We' re just someone you can count on | |
Cause we are dreamers in a dreamer' s land! | |
A dozen kids with no cares | |
We had to run through the day, and then laugh through the night | |
While you went to hole number nine | |
... a tear drop on our skin. | |
There was a deep crack in being. | |
But you still held your club, | |
and a few dozen friends for that pain | |
We had to smile through the day... | |
As I see your mind in overflow, | |
I carry you right through the door | |
The strength that you show from your heart, | |
is reflected in your eyes | |
And I see... | |
We had to smile through the day, | |
and cry through the night | |
We stand strait and keep hoping | |
I know somewhere we realized... | |
Cause we were fighting | |
I' m sure you made the big part of it | |
You reached green number eighteen, | |
we were on tee number three | |
And we were dreamers | |
I see us playing so careless in the classroom beside | |
And we were hundreds | |
When we were forced to realize | |
While we were drowning in rashness | |
You were on fairway nineteen... |
You were a small white ball rolling on the grass | |
Well, we were young and we didn' t care | |
Why don' t you sit down and take a rest | |
Cause you look tired of turning in search of release | |
The world is with you, oh yes, with you | |
We' re just someone you can count on | |
Cause we are dreamers in a dreamer' s land! | |
A dozen kids with no cares | |
We had to run through the day, and then laugh through the night | |
While you went to hole number nine | |
... a tear drop on our skin. | |
There was a deep crack in being. | |
But you still held your club, | |
and a few dozen friends for that pain | |
We had to smile through the day... | |
As I see your mind in overflow, | |
I carry you right through the door | |
The strength that you show from your heart, | |
is reflected in your eyes | |
And I see... | |
We had to smile through the day, | |
and cry through the night | |
We stand strait and keep hoping | |
I know somewhere we realized... | |
Cause we were fighting | |
I' m sure you made the big part of it | |
You reached green number eighteen, | |
we were on tee number three | |
And we were dreamers | |
I see us playing so careless in the classroom beside | |
And we were hundreds | |
When we were forced to realize | |
While we were drowning in rashness | |
You were on fairway nineteen... |