A Man Without a Dream — Monkees

With the music of life

My soul is out of tune

And I feel like Im growing old

Much too soon

My love I just couldnt compare

And the key to my happiness

I let slip away

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Now Im a man without a dream

Ive got a heart that has no home

All my senses are numb

Loosing you Ive become

A man without a dream

Instead of striving to reach my goals in life

I got distracted with mean, endless games

For just an illusion I traded love that was real

Now my eyes cannot see and my heart cannot feel

Chorus

Sometimes I think Im a prisoner of fate

Doomed to find out things a little too late

And so I must play this broken mans roll

Unless you come home girl

And bring back my soul

Chorus

Without a dream...