I’m just a man who was once a boy,
And that boy was once a dreamer,
Those dreams transformed into goals,
Goals that would define my success,
Success that would illuminate my failures,
And failures that would haunt me as a man.
But the boy in me still yearns for that dream,
That dream that keeps me up at night,
Afraid to sleep,
Afraid I’ll miss it,
Afraid that regardless what I do it will elude me,
Afraid that maybe it has already passed me by.
But that man who was once a boy,
A boy with a dream,
Knows that dream is still attainable,
A dream that regardless how tired I am,
Because that man who was once a boy,
Knows that boy with a dream,
Is alive and still dreaming,
Still waiting for that man who was once a boy,
To take those dreams,
Dreams that turned into goals,
Goals that will define his success,
The success that will illuminate his failures,
Those failures that hold him back today,
And turn them into reality.
That reality will turn that boy into a man tho,
The man he always dreamed he’d be,
And that’s why the man who was once a boy continues to dream,
Because that man who was once a boy refuses to wake the little boy up,
Because the man who was once that little boy knows that dreams are important,
Plus we all could go for an adult nap from time to time.