Lyrics Chasing Stars -

Chasing Stars

You weren’t the best by far,
But a reminder of what we are,
Dreamers and hopers, all on the wrong bus
Watching pavements pass by…
I don’t wanna' be Frank, or Johnny
So I’ll pick my number
And take a ride…
Fathers tell their sons,
No, no it can’t be done,
Know your place, and who you are
So they’re fixing rich men’s cars
Oh fathers tell their sons
No no it can’t be done
Know your place, and who you are
So they’re fixing rich men’s
Fixing rich men’s cars
You watch Gold heads passing by
It’s not the same In black and white
You needed so much to be there
Barking from the side lines
The want is bigger than the Chinese wall
If I keep pushing
Then the Bricks will fall…
Fathers tell their sons,
No, no it can’t be done,
Know your place, and who you are
So they’re fixing rich men’s cars
Oh, fathers tell their sons
No, no it can be done
Know your place and who you are
So they’re fixing rich men’s cars…
Fixing rich men’s cars
So they’re fixing rich mens cars
You were carried above heads and smiles
They shouted your name all for love,
You showed them what they had forgot
You showed them All
What could be done,
Now, Fathers tell their sons
How they can reach for the stars
Know your place and who you are
So now they’re chasing stars
They’re chasing stars…
Fathers tell their sons
Ya, ya it can be done
Know your place and who you are
So now they’re chasing stars
They’re chasing stars…
Chasing stars