Dreams come slow, and they go so fast

Dreams come slow, and they go so fast

Wondering if something will ever last

And here it comes again, that burning hope

that my will be done

 

Everything I’ve built is only in the past

It takes all of me not to fill the flask

And here it comes again, that burning hope

that my will be done

 

How can I let it go, when it’s already gone,

I’m clutching onto nothing

And there’s a certain freedom

When you know you’ve hit the bottom

 

They say you only know your lover when you let her go,

But how can a King let his empire cease to grow

And here it comes again, that burning hope

that my will be done