Remember the nights we sat
  and talked about all our dreams
  Well little did we know then
  they were more distant than they seemed
  Well I knew it
  you knew it too
  The things we'd go through
  We knew the things we had to do
  to make it, baby.
    Chorus:
  You gotta cry tough
  Out on the streets
  To make your dreams happen
  You gotta cry out
  Out to the world
  To make them all come true.
    Life ain't no easy ride
  At least that's what I am told
  Sometimes the rainbow baby
  is better than the pot of gold
  You've got to stick it out
  whether you're wrong or right
  And you can't give in without a fight
  to make it baby
    Chorus
    You gotta aim high, baby
  whether you lose or win
  And when you get to the top
  You gotta get off or go right back down again
    solo, chorus out