| There’s a road up ahead and it’s a long one
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| It’s ridden on the restless and young
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| With a want and desire we’ll move
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| You know there ain’t nothing else that you can do
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| Ain’t this what dreams are made of
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| Ain’t this what dreams are made of
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| Ain’t this what dreams are made of
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| Ain’t this what dreams are made of
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| Sometimes you move with no choice
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| To the call of the wild crazy voices
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| And you start to feel like a restless gone free
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| As years go by now you finally see
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| Ain’t this what dreams are made of
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| Ain’t this what dreams are made of
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| Ain’t this what dreams are made of
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| Ain’t this what dreams are made of
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| The young leave their problems behind
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| It seems many got nothing but time
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| They ain’t prayin' about doing what’s right
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| They just run for the love in the night
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| Ain’t this what dreams are made of
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| Ain’t this what dreams are made of
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| Ain’t this what dreams are made of
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| Ain’t this what dreams are made of |