Times are hard for Dreamers - Amélie: Karaoke (Higher Key)
Published 2022-11-16
Lyrics:
They say times are hard for dreamers,
But they won't be hard for me.
I've saved up everything I know
To take that step beyond the lawn,
Keep walking 'till I see the station
And then see it go.
Inside the train,
Out through the glass,
My finger tracing,
All of these towns,
I've never heard of racing past...
Off the train in Paris,
Half a mile from Sacré-Cœur,
The city's waking up for me.
A sign says an apartment is vacant on the second floor
And suddenly, I hold a key.
I turn a lock, the rooms appear
And all it takes is one more step
And then I'm here!
Just me, behind my door,
It isn't what I have
It's only what I have in store that matters now!
The past can only fade
And everything I'll ever need is here,
This is how my world gets made.
They say times are hard for dreamers,
And who knows?
Maybe they are.
People seem stuck or lost at sea
And I might be a dreamer but it has gotten me this far
And that is far enough for me.
Look out my window
There's a view of other windows
My own museum full of paintings, I look through!
Where everything is clear
It isn't where I am
It's only where I go from here
That matters now
And I am not afraid!
As everything I'll ever need appears,
This is how my world gets made.
All Comments (2)
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They say times are hard for dreamers But they won't be hard for me When all my dreams have gone as planned And I can see who's falling down And though they do not see me I am reaching out my hand Inside the train Out through the glass My finger tracing I see myself in every face that's racing past On the train in Paris Half a mile from Sacré-Cœur The city's waking up for me And I can see what each of them has lost of locked inside And suddenly I hold the key I turn the lock and disappear And all it takes is one more step and then I'm hеre Just me behind thе door It isn't what I have It's only what I have in store That matters now The past can only fade As everything I'll ever need is here This is how my world gets made They say times are hard for dreamers And who knows? Maybe they are People seem stuck or lost at sea And I might be a dreamer but it's gotten me this far And that is far enough for me Look out my window There's a view Of other windows My own museum full of paintings I look through Where everything is clear It isn't where I am It's only where I'll go from here What matters now As I am not afraid As everything I'll ever need appears This is how my world gets Made
