World turns black and white, pictures in an empty room.
Your love starts fallin' down, better change your tune.
Yeah, you reach for the golden ring, reach of the sky.
Baby just spread your wings, and get...
Higher and higher, Higher and higher, straight up we'll climb.
We'll get higher and higher, higher and higher, leave it all behind.
Run, run, run away, like a train runnin' off the track.
Got the truth bein' left behind, fall between the cracks.
Standin' on broken dreams, never losing sight.
Ah! Well, just spread your wings. We'll get...
So baby, dry your eyes,
save all the tears you've cried.
Oh, that's what dreams are made of.
'Cause we belong in a world that must be strong.
Wo, that's what dreams are made of.
(Instrumental solo ad. lib)
Yeah, we'll get...
Higher and higher, higher and higher, straight up we'll climb.
Higher and higher, higher and higher, leave it all behind.
Oh, we'll get higher and higher, higher and higher, who knows what we'll find.
And in the end on dreams we will depend.
'Cause that's what love is made of.
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.