These good old dreams



Carpenters



As a child I was known for makes-believing

All alone I created fantasies

As I grew people called it self deceiving

But my heart helped me hold the memories



As I walk through the world I find around me

Something new yet familiar's in the air

I feel it everywhere



Like a child's eyes on a Christmas night

I'm looking at you now finding answers to my prayers



It's a new day for those good old dreams

One by one it seems they're coming true

Here's the morning that my heart had seen

Here's the morning that just had to come through