Only just a little boy I learned life can be cruel
Said I try to save the world, they told me I was a fool
And made me their stepping stool

Now I've grown into a man, a fool, yes, I may be
But all the while, I've kept the dream, deep down inside of me
And now it's breaking, breaking free

Life isn't all the things that we may wish or want
But never cease to give it everything you got
And though some things are stolen, ripped right at the seam
If you have breath, then you still have a chance to dream

Some of us have had the start where everything was given
Some of us have scratched and scraped to simply make a living
And keep the fight up every day

Money, power, privilege, a dream is so much more
And if you've lost your dream it hurts, if rich or if you're poor
You feel it down right through your core

And life isn't all the things that we may wish or want
But never cease to give it everything you got
And though some things are stolen, ripped right at the seam
If you have breath, then you still have a chance to dream

No, life isn't all the things that we may wish or want
But never cease to give it everything you got
And though some things are stolen, ripped right at the seam
If you have breath, then you still have a chance to dream
If you have breath, then you still have a chance to dream
If you have breath, then you still have a chance to dream