Remember the nights we sat CHORUS:
You gotta cry tough
Life ain't no easy ride CHORUS:
You gotta aim high, baby
Lead
Chorus out....
and talked about all our dreams
Well little did we know then
they were more distant then they seemed
Well I knew it
and you knew it too
The things we'd go through well
we knew the things we had to do
to make it, baby
out on the streets
To make your dreams happen
You gotta cry out
out to the world
to make them all come true
At least that's what I'm told
And sometimes that rainbow baby
is better then the pot of gold
You've got to stick it out
wether your wrong or wright
And you can't give in without a fight
to make it baby
whether you lose or win
And when you get to the top
you gotta go off or go right back down again