Another song cowritten with my friend Chris in France.
Lyrics
Sometimes the dreams of a young man
Don’t foretell what life turns out to be
Sometime the glare of the bright city lights
Makes it hard for a young man to see
But then when a young man grows older
Dreams turn to remembering when
There were simpler times in a faraway place
And he longs to be back home again
How I long to be back home again
Show me the way
To where the rivers run clear
And the mountains stand tall in the sky
Back to the arms
Of the ones I held dear
Before I decided to fly
Before I decided to fly
Jamais les reves d’un jeune homme
Ne disent comment se passera sa vie
Tes amours, tes passions, et les choix que tu fais
Te menent souvent trop loin d’ici
Les reves de la jeunesse
S’en vont quand tu deviens un homme
Mais avec les annees, tu reves de retourner
Au pays dans lequel tu es ne
Au pays dans lequel tu es ne
Tu veux retourner
La ou les rivieres sont claires
Et les montagnes touchent le ciel
Pour l’eternite
Dans les bras d’une aimee
Avant que tu t’es envole
Avant que tu t’es envole
Such are the dreams of a young man
That they don’t say what life’s gonna be
Such is the passion for fortune and fame
That it’s hard for a young man to see.
Children grow up to be dreamers
And dreamers grow up to be men
And as they grow older, their dreams turn to home
And they long to be back there again
How I long to be back there again
Show me the way
To where the rivers run clear
And the mountains stand tall in the sky
Back to the arms
Of the ones I held dear
Before I decided to fly