Beatrice Dream

When I was just a girl
I made a list of things I wanted to be
A pocketful of dreams
And I could be the master of my destiny
But apparently, that was wrong
I was meant to pick just one

I couldn't understand
Why I never fit in
I was living in two worlds full of contradiction

If I didn't believe
That there's a possibility for me to live the dream
I couldn't see a purpose
I wouldn't see the light
I'd give up the fight
And lay down and die

Love
There's too much wrong
And so little right
I've been spat on and rat on and tested with love and lies
In a world full of anger
And so much abuse
I'd suit up for protection to cradle my youth

I could be a warrior, or a mermaid fighting sharks
The sugar plum fairy
I could even be a pop star

If I didn't believe
That there's a possibility for me to live the dream
I couldn't see a purpose
I wouldn't see the light
I'd give up the fight
And lay down and die

If I didn't believe
That there's a possibility for me to live the dream
I couldn't see a purpose
I wouldn't see the light
I'd give up the fight
And lay down and die

No...
Yeah...

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh