You know a dream is like a river,
Ever changing as it flows,
and the dreamer is just a vessel,
that must follow where it goes.
Trying to learn from whats behind you,
and never knowing whats in store.
Makes each day a constant battle,
just to stay between the shores.
And i will sail my vessel,
till the river runs dry.
Like a bird apon the wind,
these waters are my sky.
I'll never reach my destination
If i never try,
So I will sail my vessel,
till the river runs dry!
Too many times we stand aside,
and let the water slip away.
And what we put off till tomorrow,
has now become today.
So don't you sit apon the shore line,
and say you're satisfied.
Choose the chance to rapids,
and dare to dance the tides.
There is bond to be rough waters,
and i know i'll take some falls,
with the good lord as my captin,
I can make it through them all!