One day soon
Maybe tomorrow
I’ll find my way back home.
And as I walk that old meadow
That rolls the world to your door
I’ll dream the dream we’re still lovers
As I watch the birds fly high
While I keep my hopes down low.

Because you know, girl
Just like I know, girl
That I’m running on a dream (and a memory)
I’m hanging on a dream (and a memory)
I’m holding on a dream (and a memory)
a memory
a memory
a memory
of you and me.

There are days
when I’m weary
From all the roads I have roamed.
And I long to lie in your meadow
And tell you all I have learned
Along those roads ever winding
Away from your pure heart.
But I keep my hopes down low.

Because you know, girl
Just like I know, girl
That I’m running on a dream (and a memory)
I’m hanging on a dream (and a memory)
I’m holding on a dream (and a memory)
a memory
a memory
a memory
of you and me.