Remember the nights we sat

and talked about all our dreams

Well little did we know then

they were more distant than they seemed

Well I knew it

you knew it too

The things we'd go through

We knew the things we had to do

to make it, baby.



Chorus:

You gotta cry tough

Out on the streets

To make your dreams happen

You gotta cry out

Out to the world

To make them all come true.



Life ain't no easy ride

At least that's what I am told

Sometimes the rainbow baby

is better than the pot of gold

You've got to stick it out

whether you're wrong or right

And you can't give in without a fight

to make it baby



Chorus



You gotta aim high, baby

whether you lose or win

And when you get to the top

You gotta get off or go right back down again



solo, chorus out