Running out on the streets

He lives from day to day

Looking for someting to do

He needs to get away.

Hoping that maybe one day

He could be someone

Praying that maybe someday

He could be number one.



In his world of make believe

He always tends to be



On the loose, so young, so tough, so wild

On the loose, again.



Dreaming, dreaming about

All the things he'd like to do

Trying, trying so hard

To make it all up to you