Lyrics
Breaking rules and making friends
Slipping through a chain link fence
Counting proudly to a thousand
Just to say I did
Special sticks and secret creeks
Tying knots and hide and seek
Sail my paper sailboat down
The deeply flooded streets
Dreams, dreams
Nobody knows what it means
Please, please
Let me keep all these wonderful things
Wonderful things
Once I was my mothers child
Once I was my fathers son
Flying down the grocery aisles
Good old fashioned fun
Chasing sunlight down the hall
Listen to the distant church bells chime
Making faces at the clock on the wall
And cheating time
Dreams, dreams
Nobody knows what it means
Please, please
Let me keep all these wonderful things
Wonderful
There are grown up voices in my mind
Whispering soft and serpentine
Begging and pleading I leave the joy of
Boyhood far behind
I am still my mothers child
I am still my fathers son
Living in a world so weak and wild
All day long I run
To my dreams, dreams
Nobody knows what they mean
Please, please
Let me keep all my beautiful things
Beautiful things