When I was young I dreamed of reaching the moon
and I dreamed of saving the world.
I dreamed of becoming the best me I could be
but chasing dreams is harder than it seems
because disappointment and doubt appear to be the only things in route.
So I hide in the shadows and pray that my true self never shows
because the more I care, the more I have to lose
and opening up my heart means allowing it to bruise.
But I’m strong and I’ll survive
and only love can keep the heart alive.