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The Dreamer - Ryan Sheridan
I got a hole in my pocket
I just can't keep it in
Sick and tired of the situation I'm in
And I'm sick of the bills
That are weighing me down
Bus is late couldn't wait
Took a chance on the 64
It's my luck it doesn't rain on me it pours
Take note I've got a one way ticket to hell
If I was half the man that I try to be
Just to live my life in harmony
My pockets need to be
Sewed to hold my dreams
I want the key to the city that's held me down
People shake my hand all over town
And my face on a board saying
Vote me number one yeah
Oh whoa whoa whoa
One two three four
This is for the dreamer
Move it do it lose it
I'm home
Don't tell me money's nothing
Look around I can't get a job
But I work to live
I don't live to work
So my head's all filled with"yes I can"
And my suitcase packed with my master plan
With my lucky penny swinging around my neck
If I was half the man that I wanna be
With my feet step to some degree
But the only way that I need to go is up
It's my time to shine on the picket line
And my letters begged and my picket sign
Get your hands up
Oh whoa whoa whoa
One two three four
This is for the dreamer
Move it Do it Lose it
I'm home
She led me up the garden path
And whispered in my ear -
"I'm a dreamer"
She led me up the garden path
And whispered in my ear
Oh whoa whoa whoa
One two three four
This is for the dreamer
Move it do it lose it
I'm home
Oh whoa whoa whoa
One two three four
This is for the dreamer
Move it do it lose it
I'm home
