Working on a Dream

It takes a lot to love another
Even more to set them free
Even whores can fall for someone
Maybe someday, you’ll fall for me

There are times when I am blinded
Other days the prophet’s mine
We are masters of illusions
As we shelter our desires

I’m not tryin’ to tell you where you oughta go
I’m not tryin’ to tear you down
I’m just speakin’ from my heart
I’m just speakin’ from my heart

So come on Mothers of the young ones
Come on Fathers of the world
Tell ‘em go and search for someone
Tell ‘em one day return to me

I’m not tryin’ to tell you where you oughta go
I’m not tryin’ to tear you down
I’m just speakin’ from my heart
I’m just speakin’ from my heart