Hey old man, you're like a saint
I only know your name
Got your picture hanging on my wall
Just the same
My mother told me of your dark, kind eyes
But her grace is all that you have for disguise
When you dream, do you dream of me?
I wish I could see
When I dream, I dream that I can fly
And hope one day before we all die
We take to the wind together
You and I
You
And I
Hey old man, do you fly high over the sea?
Does your heart race at the thought of me?
Maybe I should turn away
Now
Save my pride
There's a trace in you of what I admire
When you dream, do you dream of me?
I wish I could see
When I dream, I dream that I can fly
And hope one day before we all die
We take to the wind together
You and I
You and I