I can't believe this happening.nI held it back and now it swings.nJust lead me on.nYou know the way.nnI know the gamenI know the painnI've been dreaming of goldnI've been dreaming of famenI've been dreaming of changennDreaming up tomorrownDreaming up tomorrownTomorrownnI have no fear, I have no shame,nBut everyone is on the gamenThey talk of dreams, they walk in sleepnI'm half away but in too deep nnI've been dreaming of famenI've been dreaming of goldnI've been dreaming of changennDreaming up tomorrownDreaming up tomorrownTomorrown nAmerica is dreaming usnIn a hostage's hands there'll be no fussnA messy dream, a dream of youthnA dream of wealth, no room for truthn nI can see all these preachers and they're standing on next to menA hand in the hand and they're waving at me furiouslynAnd I don't know whynNo, I don't know whynnI'm standing on the corner and this man is coming up to me nWith Bible at his hand and he is bashing at me furiouslynHe has a soapbox on his head and says that god is dead to me nnI don't know why NonI don't know whynnI've been dreaming of famenI've been dreaming of goldnI've been dreaming of changenDreaming up tomorrownTomorrow