John Wetton

When You Were Young

John Wetton


When you were young did you dream?
In the shadows of your fear
Take my hand, and
They’ll all disappear from view

I believe in you

On angels’ wings you can fly
To the heavens in the sky
Close your eyes
And you’ll know that my words are true

I believe in you

And when the world is not right
When it seems your day is night
Come to me
Here’s a dream just to hold on to

I believe in you