What Dreams Are Made Of (Soundtrack Version)
Who just wants to hit and run
Now you're on your own
'Cos I'm accident prone
And I hope that you have your fun
They say the devil loves his own
And lady you just got the roll
He drives you modus-operandi
Well lady you don't get this soul
What you call love I can't take no more
Go knock on someone else's door
I'm a lay-by lover
And you're just another
Who just wants to hit and run
Now you're on your own
'Cos I'm accident prone
And I hope that you have your fun
'Cos you specialize your own kind of lies
Lady you just hi
Kyrie
Kyrie Eleison, kyrie eleison, kyrie
the wind blows hard against the mountain side across the sea into my soul it reaches into where i cannot hide setting my feet upon the road
my heart is old it holds my memories my body burns a gemlike flame
somewhere between the soul and soft machine is where i find myself again
kyrie eleison down the road that i must travel
kyrie eleison through the darkness of the night
kyrie eleison where im going will you follow
kyrie eleison on a highway in the light
when i was young i thought of growing old of what my life would mean to me
would i have followed down my chosen road, or only wished what i could be
kyrie eleison down the road that i must travel
kyrie eleison through the darkness of the night
kyrie eleison where im going will you follow
kyrie eleison on a highway in the light