Times Are Hard For Dreamers

They say times are hard for dreamers
But they won't be hard for me
I've saved up everything I know
To take that step beyond the lawn
Keep walking till I see the station
And then see it go

Inside the train, out through the glass
My finger tracing
All of these towns I've never
Heard of racing past off the train in Paris
Half a mile from Sacré-Cœur
The city's waking up for me
A sign says an apartment's vacant
On the second floor
And suddenly I hold a key

I turn a lock, the rooms appear
And all it takes is one more step
And then I'm here just me behind my door!
It isn't what I have
It's only what I have in store
That matters now, the past can only fade
And everything I'll ever need is here
This is how my world gets made

They say times are hard for dreamers
And who knows, maybe they are
People seem stuck, or lost at sea!
And I might be a dreamer
But it's gotten me this far
And that is far enough for me
Look out my window there's a view
Of other windows my own museum full of
Paintings I look through
Where everything is clear
It isn't where I am
It's only where I'll go from here
That matters now, and I am not afraid
As everything I'll ever need appears
This is how my world gets made