I was a boy in no-man’s land,
growing up, going out.
I heard the words of my old man,
build ’em up, knock ’em down.

I’ve seen the heroes come and go,
seen ’em all, rise & fall.
I wonder why they stand alone,
talking tough, peace & love.

I could be anyone I wanted,
if I wanted to.
If I wanted to.
Keeping a dream alive.
Keeping a dream alive.

I’ve been around each club in town,
seen the world and the girls.
I wonder why they hang around
jack of hearts in the dark.

Is it love or a taste of fortune,
they are waiting for?
They are waiting for?
Keeping a dream alive.
Keeping a dream alive.

Keeping a dream alive.
Keeping a dream alive.

Keeping a dream alive.
Keeping a dream alive.

Keeping a dream alive.
Keeping a dream alive.

I was a boy growing up, going out.
I’ve seen the world and the girls.
Is it love or a taste of fortune
they are waiting for?
I could be, I could be, I could be anyone.

Keeping a dream alive.
Keeping a dream alive.

Copyright Keith Ames