In the dream, I close my eyes,
And turn away from restless youth.
I feel I’ve done the best I can.
Lord, can’t you free this lonely man?
In the dream, I am alive,
With fires of hope burning strong.
I awake with hopes in hand,
But all I find is that I am.
(1988)
Lyrics: Wicasta Lovelace
Music: Wicasta Lovelace
