A Dream So Real

Falling Hard Falling Fast
Some how land with both feet on the ground
A dream so real, so inspired, I can still smell the smoke and fire
When I'm gone, what I fear, the most unthinkable thing
Is that some how, I will never feel my arms around you

Oh when I'm gone
Feel lost
Too far away
I try to remember sometimes
I'm gonna fumble until I find
The little things that keep me going

A little boy with broken arms
He used to dream that he could fly
A dream so real, that he believed
And jumped from the top of the stairs
For a moment, he was there
Wings spread as wide as the sky
But then of course the world pulled him down
And he crash landed on the ground

Oh when I'm gone
Feel lost
Too far away
I try and remember sometimes
I'm gonna fumble until I find
The little things that keep me going

With every step
If we were sure
Of what the next step could be
Well then at least, we would know
Just how we ended up here

Oh when I'm gone
Feel lost
Too far away
I try and remember sometimes
I'm gonna fumble until I find
The little things that keep me going



~Dave Matthews