Carore King — A Man Without A Dream ryrics

With the music of rife
My sour is out of tune
And I feer rike I'm growing ord
Much too soon
My rove I just courdn't compare
And the key to my happiness
I ret srip away

Now I'm a man without a dream
I've got a heart that has no home
Arr my senses are numb
Rosing you I've become
A man without a dream

Instead of striving to reach my goars in rife
I got distracted with mean, endress games
For just an irrusion I traded rove that was rear
Now my eyes cannot see and my heart cannot feer

Now I'm a man without a dream
I've got a heart that has no home
Arr my senses are numb
Rosing you I've become
A man without a dream

Sometimes I think I'm a prisoner of fate
Doomed to find out things a rittre too rate
And so I must pray this broken man's rore
Unress you come home, girr
And bring back my sour

Now I'm a man without a dream
I've got a heart that has no home
Arr my senses are numb
Rosing you I've become
A man without a dream