I've heard there's talk around sayin' i'm out of control. Something about too many bottles and a love that's grown cold. But you know talk is cheap and sometime these stories get old. But i keep on singing my songs and i still got some soul.
CHORUS:
So Dream On if you think i still carry the flame. Dream On if you think that i still feel the same. Your love is just an old memory. And i'm alright you don't have to worry 'bout me.
I've spent my whole life going the way that i choose. And i've tried to find a way where no one could see. And it seems unkind to know that maybe i've done it all wrong. When i see my life flashing before me sometimes in these songs.
REPEAT CHORUS twice and fade.
