Dedicated to those who still believe In a Utopia.


Why Dream Beautiful Dreams




High on a hill a lonely man stands
With his back toward the mountains
And his face towards the sea!
He stares in the sky and asks who am I ?
O Lord, O Lord why me ?

Who am I to reach for the stars?
Who am I that destiny calls?
Why then do I stumble, tarry and fall?
Who am I at all?

Down to the sea in silvery ships
High in the air on gossomer wings
Is it true that the whole world Is coming to this
Or is it all but a dream

Why dream beautiful dreams ?
Why sing beautiful songs ?
Why make beautiful things ?
Why have them at all ?

Is it true that a Messiah will call ?
Or is it true that we don't need him at all?
With a little more help from our selves
And a little less concern for wealth
Then even Satan will fall

So dream dream beautiful dreams
And sing and sing beautiful songs
And by all means make beautiful things
For they were meant for us all!!!

Howard Scott Pearlman Lyrics Copyright 2000 Pearlman -