Don’t Stop Dreaming

Your head is agog
but it’s really
another kind of fog.
And if you don’t see
any warning signs,
just keep on flowing,
taking your time.
It’s three in the morning;
Just what’s a boy to do?
Have nothing to lose,
You tell yourself;
Soon you’ll see the light
At the end of the tunnel
And she’ll be yours.
So don’t stop dreaming.
Quit balking.
Don’t stop scheming.
Keep talking.
You’ll be beaming.
Or walking.