For a Dream

Gray clouds hung like a misty shroud

On the battlefield that day

And the meadow was strewn with the heroes

Who had fallen by the way

And a soldier cries as he watches his blood

Spill on the Belgian snow

And he wonders if he'll live 'til the morning light

Or die here in the bitter cold

Why was he here in the first place?

He was much too young to die

Could this be a cause that was worthy

Of such a costly sacrifice?

Then he thinks about a home in the Texas pines

And a lady he'd love to see

And something inside says it's worth the price

The fight for liberty

R:

It was for a dream

For a dream

For a hope that a child yet unborn

Would know about liberty

It was for a dream

For a dream

For the hope that a son that he's never seen

Would know about being in the land of the free

So he laid his life on the line for a dream

Another field of battle

Another place and time

A soldier hangs between heaven and hell

His life now on the line

Abandoned in the heat of battle

He cries in silent pain

Alone to face His enemies

As they mock and they curse His name

Why was he here in the first place?

Wasn't there some other way?

Was redemption's plan for fallen man

Worth this price He would have to pay?

But in His mind He could see

A people holy, strong and free

Bought by the blood of a man who had fought

And won their liberty

R:

It was for a dream

For a dream

For a hope that a people who were yet unborn

Could know about liberty

It was for a dream

For a dream

For the hope that a people He's never seen

Would know about living life abundantly

So he laid his life on the line for a dream