| Dreamers, |
| You keep forgetting, |
| You keep on letting |
| You dreams be tied down. |
| Dreamers, |
| Youʼve stopped believing |
| And you keep deceiving |
| Yourself ʻcause you donʼt dare. |
| Everyone is waiting on that feeling, |
| Waiting to become believers |
| Without thinking with their hearts. |
| Everyone is waiting for that feeling, |
| Waiting to become believers, |
| Without thinking with their hearts. |
| A dream is A fragment of the |
| Desire to love what |
| Is beautiful. |
| A dream is The will to design |
| The blueprints of your mind |
| Make ʼem come alive. |
| But everyone is waiting for that feeling, |
| Waiting to become believers, |
| Without thinking with their hearts. |
| Everyone is waiting on that feeling, |
| Donʼt recognize what they believe in, |
| Donʼt you feel that itʼs our feelings |
| That have tied us to each other. |
| Itʼs the reason why we bother |
| Dream romantic like the lovers, |
| Do things that we never thought of doing, never thought of doing. |
| Dreamers, we keep believing, |
| We keep on seeing, what isn’t there. |
| When we ask a question with no answer, |
| Then we have to take out chances |
| And we’re starting to believe in make-believe. |
| Not everyone is waiting on that feeling, |
| Waiting to become believers |
| Without thinking with their hearts. |