The Indians had a legend
We live in the city of dreams
Hundred dreams live and die
We awake and find it gone
We awake and find it gone
We live in the city of dreams
How their cities were a dream
That we live in to this day
We ride through this highway of fire
And dreams still come true
We awake and find it gone
Lord in a legends of story
Glimpses of the legend
The children of the white man
We awake and find it gone
Underneath the concrete
We ride through this highway of fire
And World Wars I and II
We live in the city of dreams
We live in the city of dreams
Saw Indians on TV
Some have come to pass
Remember this, our favorite town
Germany and Europe
Civil War is over
No they're not really gone
The white man came and killed them
Remember this
They can learn to live together
We ride through this highway of fire
War was never known
They made this little town here
We ride through this highway of fire
And Southern U.S.A.
Remember this, our favorite town
A hundred thousand lifetimes
The Indians tell a story
