My hands hold safely to my dreams
Clutching tightly not one has fallen.
So many years Ive shaped each one
Reflecting my heart, showing who I am.
Now youre asking me to show
What Im holding Oh so tightly.
Cant open my hand; cant let go
Does it matter?
Should I show you?
Cant you let me go?
You whisper gently
You say I will be free
I know but cant you see
My dreams are me, My dreams are me
Say you have a plan for me
And that you want the best for my life.
Told me the world has yet to see
What you can do with one
Thats committed to your call.
I know of course what I should do
That I cant hold these dreams forever.
But if I give them now to you
Will you take them
Or can I dream again?