I have an old dream deep within it is the drive of my mind it takes me onto mountain ridges so high if you want good views you have to bare some wind and we two have stood in the eye of the storm maybe from stupidity but also bravery and spite and we have conquered all the bumps they said could topple great loads
But all I own is a bad reputation and no one knows what the days will bring two dunces like us have nothing to fear we have seen what most people glide past
I have a longing deep within it is the sail of my soul it takes me out of the deepest wave-trenches and home to you, whole but we drifted a long time on the ocean as bark boats far from land and I have drowned in every tiny harbor and I have loudly cried your name
All I own is a bad reputation and no one knows what the days will bring two dunces like us have nothing to fear we have seen what most people glide past
far too long we wandered and were so afraid of how the future would turn out but all I need now is your hand and the best I can give you is mine
