The charts are full of cartoons and lawyers,
having a gap year, before choosing employers.
But what about my life? Who is singing about that?
They're all very vacuous and oh so pretty to look at.
Dreamers and writers, risk takers and fighters,
dreamers and writers, come on and unite us.
He's up early sees the sunrise, works late, and makes last orders.
Big burly heartbeat; working for his daughters.
Kindling in the fire as he fumbles for his cane, as if on a rippling high-wire he
struggles and he sways.
Dreamers and writers, risk takers and fighters,
dreamers and writers, come on and unite us.
What are we waiting for?
Are you gonna let them win?
What are we waiting for?
Are you ready to begin? Begin with me.
Cocker spaniel lays spark out, tired from chasing his owner
- who's chasing his dreams as they unravel, ream by ream.
The charts are full of cartoons and lawyers,
having a gap year before choosing employers.
But what about my life? Who is singing about that?
They're all very vacuous, but oh so pretty to look at.
Dreamers and writers, risk takers and fighters,
dreamers and writers, come on and unite us.
What are we waiting for?
Are you gonna let them win?
What are we waiting for?
Are you ready to begin? Begin with me.
Begin with me.
