Paper Dream — текст песни (Soundtrack)

I take some paper on my hand,
And with a pencil draw a man
The dream of what I`d really, really like to be.
A man with courage in his brow,
Who;`s licked his doubts and fears somehow,
A warrior of great nobility.
But who am I? Just a wandering kid.
A cipher on the wall, not even brave at all!
And where`s my dream like his that I would fight for?
And where`s my cuase like his that I would die for?
And in his eyes he`s not a afraid
Because you see he`s got it made
The dream of what I`d really, really like to be.
A brave and noble, fiery youth.
Who`s not afraid to die for truth.
Who`s tall and straight, but best of all he`s free!
But who am I? Such a fool as I am.
A cipher on the wall, not even brave at all!
And where`s my dream like his that I would fight for?
And where`s my cuase like his that I would die for?
But still the paper`s ion my hand
And every day I sketch that man
Who knows the truth and what life`s all about!
My conscience says I should be him
I guess I could at least begin
But chances are I`d probably strike out.