Your Dreams کے بول

His teeth in the water, have nothing to say The old man, he can drink coffee now Could the world really be, as sad as it seems, don't give up on dreams Her yellow stained hands, with no grandchild to hold Even on summerdays she feels the cold Could the world really be, as cold as it seems, don't give up on dreams Some people forget their dreams, but that won't be me They give in their love, too easily Could the world really be, as lonely as it seems, I still have my dreams