Dreaming and dreaming all over again I hear this line of poetry… Will I be free? Yes, when you know it Can I be me? If you can show it Lost touch, now the feeling’s revealing something more Whatever you’ve come ’round here for… You can be saved Time and time, all over again You take this line of questioning… Will I be free? Yes, when you’re flowing Can I be me? If you don’t blow it Loves touch will inspire you to open up the door These words are certainly sure You can be saved Dreaming and dreaming all over and then… Follow the light of heritage Love is the tree, steadily growing Sailing the sea, steadily rowing In touch with the feeling, believing is the key Whatever you think you can be You can be saved