Box Full of Dreams
Just a mad man with a box,
My little box of dreams.
Whose dreams are they? Mine of course,
Because there's no one left to share them.
So now it's just me,
Traveling alone
And hiding my box away.
Maybe I'll let you open it
And then I can open yours.
We might find the hope
That's been buried away
For so long.
My little box of dreams.
Whose dreams are they? Mine of course,
Because there's no one left to share them.
So now it's just me,
Traveling alone
And hiding my box away.
Maybe I'll let you open it
And then I can open yours.
We might find the hope
That's been buried away
For so long.