Among the very many, that your eyes may have seen
Among the few that your heart did desire
In the parlour of your future dreams so many things did shine
But you closed your eyes and dreamed another dream
With pockets full of dreams and dust, and with idle hands
You claim you had no other road to take
But when you contemplate on where you are
and what you could have been
You know your wise decisions were a fake
So whichever road you choose to take
and whichever field you play
Then know that all you do is roll the dice
You'll get where your supposed to anyway
Faith and hope and love are there for you
And we hold all these three to be true
So know that all you do is roll the dice
You'll get where your supposed to anyway – any day
With pockets full of dreams and dust, and with idle hands
You claim you had no other road to take
But accept that all your hopes and choices all were made in vain
What you get will equal just the love you make