Lyrics:

We were 18 and 19**lf**and paired off on saturday nights**lf**down in the basement**lf**a big killer stereo**lf**dimmer switch on the lights**lf**jane was a dancer**lf**paul was a drummer**lf**christine was a doctor to be**lf**life stretched before us like one endless summer**lf**and that brings us back to me,**lf**i was the gypsy**lf****lf**we sang as we stood at the gate**lf**we were ready to take the world on**lf**four young soldiers of fate**lf**couldn&ampapos;t wait to go right every wrong**lf**wearing our passion, our hopes,**lf**and our tshirts and jeans**lf**Dancin&ampapos; with dreams**lf****lf**ten years ago may**lf**we all drank to the future**lf**and all went our separate ways**lf**i packed up to go**lf**with my clothes and piano**lf**and music and something to say**lf**i hear paul owns a drum shop**lf**jane teaches ballet**lf**and christine&ampapos;s an ob-gyn**lf**i&ampapos;m writing songs that i sing in a cafe**lf**and sometimes i write about them,**lf**I miss my friends.**lf****lf**we sang as we stood at the gate**lf**we were ready to take the world on**lf**four young soldiers of fate**lf**couldn&ampapos;t wait to go right every wrong**lf**wearing our passion, our hopes,**lf**and our tshirts and jeans**lf**Dancin&ampapos; with dreams**lf****lf**before reality threw up the roadblocks**lf**and nothin&ampapos; was out of our reach**lf**time flowed smooth as a waltz,**lf**so it seemed**lf**we&ampapos;re dancin&ampapos; with dreams**lf****lf**we sang as we stood at the gate**lf**we were ready to take the world on**lf**four young soldiers of fate**lf**couldn&ampapos;t wait to go right every wrong**lf**wearing our passion, our hopes,**lf**and our tshirts and jeans,**lf****lf**Dancin&ampapos; with dreams.