Crowned King - Getting There lyrics

Sometimes I think philosophy About the future and where I want to be Down the road from now I've got my dreams But they could all come crashing down And I think that several years from now I'll have decisions to make and I don't know how I'm going to make them but I'll try To make a difference before I die We all have dreams And in my heart I hope my are granted With a head start If I had my way I'd travel the world I'm be free without a care I guess I'll see you when I get there I see a man in shabby clothes A cardboard box is his only home I tend to wonder of his dreams Where did they go wrong, now on his knees He prays to a god that failed him It's getting dark, the candle dim And I leave him with no response I hope I'll never be this lost