Common people have dreams too.
Believe it or not we hope,
We dream of riches of spirit,
Desire to be better than ever.
Yes, we strive for the passion,
That moves mountains and obstacles.
What has left us down here,
Where light is at its' faintest ?
Ask us please what we know,
For you'd be so surprised.
In the simple aspirations come,
The highs and the lows,
But comes the beauty of life.
What have we need for money ?
What have we need for your time ?