Soft Place To Land

Sugar Sugar butter flour Sometimes I still see her My mother the dreamer She'd say nothing's impossible child A dream needs believing To taste like the real thing Like some stranger you recognize So pure so electric So sure so connected To those little believers inside May we all be so lucky But dreams are elusive The kind we've gotten used to is Nothing I can feel Nothing I can hold Nothing that I have Nothing that I know Dreams come and they go But hold them and keep them And know that you need them When your breaking point's all that you have A dream is a soft place to land May we all be so lucky Sugar butter flour