There were many things I wanted to be when I was a child,
Possibly an athlete or a president, but nothing too crazy or wild.
I simply wanted to have what some call a Hero’s Quest,
Now don’t be naïve, it doesn’t involve a gold chest.
I wanted to experience life from sunrise to sunset.
I wanted to make sure there would be nothing I’d ever regret.

In society today, I feel like such dreams are now abandoned.
By ungodly expectations of excellence that leave one, oh so… stranded.
When I was thirteen,
I had no dream.

13 years of bliss joy wiped by an image that crippled me,
For not caring of beauty and sports was like a poisonous tea.
Luckily life lives after being stoned.
I was born to endure, not to be dethroned.

But how can one moment change your life!
Oh, how can just one small girl vanquish my strife?
How, Oh God, I guess I’ll never know,
How A small girl of rags and dirt, had only love to show.

There are good people here, don’t you fret!
Spanish, Indian, Russian, oh so many, you just haven’t met.
I’m not a pro at profound work,
But I can see through such pointless murk.

My life began again in a little village called La Ciénega.
And with my most deepest regards la amiga,
You made my life worthwhile
With that big huge smile.
I have a dream,
Oh yes, I have a dream.