I climbed inside the loft today And took the cobwebs down I dusted dreams of yesterday And shifted stuff around I still feel them though they're somewhat worn and older Tired but breathing And they just won't seem to go away So so so somewhere in my head somewhere in my head So so so somewhere in my head here in me I've got High hopes Somewhere in me Dreams still alive pumping in my memory High hopes Somewhere in me Dreams still alive pumping in my memory When I was young I had the faith To rival saints and scribes Though fires burn lower now and then faith it still has been Persisting all this time Optimism's rising now my heart is risking Taking chances stirring deep inside me night and day