They say times are hard for dreamers But they won't be hard for me When all my dreams have gone as planned And I can see who's falling down And though they do not see me I am reaching out my hand Inside the train Out through the glass My finger tracing I see myself in every face that's racing past On the train in Paris Half a mile from Sacré-Cœur The city's waking up for me And I can see what each of them has lost of locked inside And suddenly I hold the key I turn the lock and disappear And all it takes is one more step and then I'm hеre Just me behind thе door It isn't what I have It's only what I have in store That matters now The past can only fade As everything I'll ever need is here This is how my world gets made They say times are hard for dreamers And who knows? Maybe they are People seem stuck or lost at sea And I might be a dreamer but it's gotten me this far And that is far enough for me Look out my window There's a view Of other windows My own museum full of paintings I look through Where everything is clear It isn't where I am It's only where I'll go from here What matters now As I am not afraid As everything I'll ever need appears This is how my world gets made
Finally the west end version, I love both versions but actually prefer this than the Broadway one.
I was looking for lyrics for the London cast and I had a hard time finding this but glad I did
They say times are hard for dreamers
But they won't be hard for me
When all my dreams have gone as planned
And I can see who's falling down
And though they do not see me
I am reaching out my hand
Inside the train
Out through the glass
My finger tracing
I see myself in every face that's racing past
On the train in Paris
Half a mile from Sacré-Cœur
The city's waking up for me
And I can see what each of them has lost of locked inside
And suddenly I hold the key
I turn the lock and disappear
And all it takes is one more step and then I'm hеre
Just me behind thе door
It isn't what I have
It's only what I have in store
That matters now
The past can only fade
As everything I'll ever need is here
This is how my world gets made
They say times are hard for dreamers
And who knows?
Maybe they are
People seem stuck or lost at sea
And I might be a dreamer but it's gotten me this far
And that is far enough for me
Look out my window
There's a view
Of other windows
My own museum full of paintings I look through
Where everything is clear
It isn't where I am
It's only where I'll go from here
What matters now
As I am not afraid
As everything I'll ever need appears
This is how my world gets made
Thank you for this!!!!
Hi this is great! Is it possible to purchase to use in a youth theatre school?
Hi, this was just put together using vocal removal technology, so feel free to just use it.
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It's not Chris in the photo, it's Danny Mac
Right, apologies! I’ll change that now, I’ll still kinda getting to grips with this cast. Thanks!