Fantasy some day you'll be mine.
Until the end of time, Fantasy sublime.
All my life I prayed to play on stage.
In my heart is a fireball of rage.
Just to play in front of a big crowd.
Is enough to make me want to cry out loud.
Fulfill my fantasy, lord what it means to me.
A star in front of everyone, a spectacle for all eyes to see.
Fulfill my fantasy, I'm blue cause its not true.
And in my fantasy, I can play my guitar for you.
I have practiced since I was a child.
Played mellow music, and even played it wild.
What you want to hear, I can surely play.
All I need is, for you to give me your ok.
Fulfill my fantasy, lord what it means to me.
A star in front of everyone, a spectacle for all eyes to see.
Fulfill my fantasy, I'm blue cause its not true.
And in my fantasy, I can play my guitar for you.
One last thing, should I succeed or fail.
At least I know I left a music trail,
Of happiness, sadness too and all good times gone bye.
Always reasoning but never asking why.
Fantasy, Life ain't nothing but a fantasy,
A little taste of reality,
A life long feeling of extasy,
Life ain't nothing but a fantasy.
Misty without warning, on a bold nite in July
All the soldires wondering, will we live or will we die
Fighting for the cause, with freedom in their minds
Killing former brothers, how to us could they lie
The colonies of thirteen mistreated by a king
Its time to kill The Red Coats, and let our freedom ring
Fourth of july
We send our rockets high
A celibration, or a time to cry
Fourth of july
A declaration yet to try
For independance, the king would not complie
A ball of steel in cannon
With flintlock tight in hand
Sanding I a strait line
Killing by the grand
Paul Revear a riding
While Benadict sold the plans
Fair is their destruction
We wash our bloody hans
In July
At war our cause it stands
In July
From Pacific to Atlantic we stand
Please come back soon and visit me.
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