I've had my dreams I've had my visions
You threw them out the window
Just like everything else
I've had my dreams I've had my visions
You threw them out the window
Just like everything else

But now I'm ready
I'll make it on my own
I'll make it on my own

A lonely Father lays a rose
On his son's grave stone
Nothing could be done
He battled and played with Death
And death won

But know I'm ready
I'll make it on my own
I'll make it on my own
And how it hurts to be the one
The one to tell the son
That now his life is gone
Or is it worse to be the one
The one that must live on
With a burden in their heart

I had my hopes I had my dreams
You threw them out the window like everything else
We all wear a frown today
But happy days aren't far away
Just look at a new tomorrow