Running out on the streets
He lives from day to day
Looking for someting to do
He needs to get away
Hoping that maybe one day
He could be someone
Praying that maybe someday
He could be number one
In his world of make believe
He always tends to be
On the loose, so young, so tough, so wild
On the loose, again
Dreaming, dreaming about
All the things he'd like to do
Trying, trying so hard
To make it all up to you