Misc Your Songs - Bill dickson - if their dreams are heard

^CShe’d love to play ^Ampiano, ^CShe plays one in her ^Amsleep. ^CShe plays to sold out ^Amhouses, ^CThere’s people on their ^Amfeet. C Am ^CShe wakes up on the ^Amsubway, ^CShe’s worked all night ^Amlong. ^CShe’s on in half an ^Amhour, ^CShe’ll only play three ^Amsongs.

And ^Fher s^Gongs, ^Cwill change her ^Amworld, ^FIf her ^Gsongs are ^Cheard, ^{Am F}If her ^Gsongs are ^Cheard. ^Am

^CHe wants to be an ^Amactor, ^CHe is one in his ^Amsleep. ^CHe plays to sold out ^Amhouses, ^CHe’s Olivier he’s ^AmStreep. C Am ^CHe wakes up in his ^Amtaxi, ^CHe’s pulled a double ^Amshift. ^CThere is no time for bre^Amakfast, ^CThe audition is at ^Amsix.

And ^Fhis ^Gdream, ^Cwill change his ^Amworld, ^FIf his ^Gdream is ^Cheard, ^{Am F}If his d^Gream is ^Cheard. ^Am

^CHe wants to be a ^Ampainter, ^CHe is one in his ^Amdreams. ^CHe paints the ^Amunexpected, ^CThey’re never what they ^Amseem. C Am ^CHe wakes up at his ^Ameasel, ^CHe’s painted all night^Am long, ^CHe must get to the ^Amdiner, ^CBefore his job ^Amis gone.

And ^Fhis ^Gdream, ^Cwill change his ^Amworld, ^FIf his ^Gdream is ^Cheard, ^{Am F}If his ^Gdream is ^Cheard. ^Am

^CShe wants to be a ^Ampoet, ^CShe is one in her ^Amsleep, ^CShe writes a million-^Amseller, ^CWords profound and d^Ameep. C Am ^CShe wakes up in the ^Ambookstore, ^CShe hopes no one has ^Amseen, ^CShe scribbles in her ^Amnotebook, ^CThe truth in her d^Amream.

And ^Fher ^Gwords, ^Cwill change her ^Amworld, ^FIf her ^Gwords are ^Cheard, ^{Am F}If her ^Gwords are ^Cheard. ^Am

And t^Fheir d^Greams, ^Cwill change their ^Amworld, ^FIf their ^Gdreams are ^Cheard, ^{Am F}If their ^Gdreams are ^Cheard ^Am

And ^Ftheir ^Gdreams, ^Cwill change their ^Amworld, ^FIf their ^Gdreams are ^Cheard, ^{Am F}If their ^Gdreams are ^Cheard ^{Am F}If their ^Gdreams are ^Cheard, ^{Am F}When their ^Gdreams are ^Cheard.