They say don't even try.
They say that I am only one.
They say all dreams must die.
They say not even Attila the Hun,
though he was a brave sort of guy,
would ever attempt what others shun.
They say I am aiming too high.
But they don't know what I know-
no matter what they say.
And little dreams begin to grow
in spite of the "no's" anyway.
They say that dreams are for sleepin',
that day dreams will just make me fall.
But I know that even pipe-dreamin'
is better than no dreams at all.
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