Some folks dream of the wonders they'll do
 Before their time on this planet is through
 Some just don't have anything planned
 They hide their hopes and their heads in the sand
 Now I don't say who is wrong, who is right
 But if by chance you are here for the night
 Then all I need is an hour or two
 To tell the tale of a dreamer like you.

 We all dream a lot - some are lucky, some are not
 But if you think it, want it, dream it, then it's real
 You are what you feel

 But all that I say can be told another way
 In the story of a boy whose dream came true
 And he could be you