i can see a little boy
always looking towards the sky
with hopes of reaching all the stars
and dreams that someday he will fly
now the years have taught me much
i see the world in black and white
i've learned the limits of this common man
but the vision isn't right
why are my dreams monotone
are they no longer big enough
if i can reach them on my own
it never forces me to trust...in you
you have showed me time again
so i have only me to blame
but help me see beyond what this world says is possible
just as i did in younger days
you can make it possible despite what science says
if you can heal the leper if you can raise the dead
surely you can help me dream again