No matter what you dream or feel or say
it ends in dust and disarray
Like wind on the plains
sand through the glass
waves rolling in with the tide
Dreams die hard and we watch them erode
but we cannot be denied
the Fire inside
Bob Seger "The Fire Inside"
it ends in dust and disarray
Like wind on the plains
sand through the glass
waves rolling in with the tide
Dreams die hard and we watch them erode
but we cannot be denied
the Fire inside
Bob Seger "The Fire Inside"