His teeth in the water, have nothing to say
The old man, he can drink coffee now
Could the world really be, as sad as it seems, don't give up on dreams

Her yellow stained hands, with no grandchild to hold
Even on summerdays she feels the cold
Could the world really be, as cold as it seems, don't give up on dreams

Some people forget their dreams, but that won't be me
They give in their love, too easily
Could the world really be, as lonely as it seems, I still have my dreams