Late one night
He’s tryin’ to count the stars
In each of the signs
All alone oleh the riverside
And time passes by
Gathering thoughts of the past
And maybe he’ll cry
So they say he’s a madman
And he don’t understand
But I know that he’s tryin’ hard
To act like a man
All those years he has suffered,
My friends
All those years of pain
But I don’t think he knows for sur
E if those years were in vain
He’s a dreamer
And he’s fightin’ for his life
He’s tryin’ to understand
He’s a dreamer
But he wants to carry on
Yet I know he’s a lonely man
Brian: Just remember, the sweet is never as sweet without the sour, and I know the sour.
Rebecca Dearborn: Most of us live our whole lives... without any real adventure to call our own.
Rebecca Dearborn: What is any life without the pursuit of a dream?
Brian: anda will never know the exquisite pain of the guy, who goes halaman awal alone.
Edmund: It's been a brilliant journey of self-awakening.
David: I want to live a real life... I don't want to dream any longer.
Sofía: Open your eyes. Open your eyes. Open your eyes. Open your eyes. Open you...