when I was a child br I used to chase dreams br dreams so hard to get br I thought life rest br on dreams achieved br so many struggles br I’ve gone through br chasing dreams br br I cried br sometimes with tears br as the heart slowly hardens br stone cold I face reality br dreams are not for me br br yet last night br I saw you br and what a beautiful person br you are br I never expected such thing br that dreams may still come truebr br Rita Umalibr br