Lisa wanted to become a writer Change the world with each stroke of her pen After 10 years she still had not been published It took everything she had to start again
I saw her on a curb in New York City She said 'david, there must be a better way' I said 'come on, let's go buy you a notebook 'Cause Rome wasn't built in a day

Stuart wanted to become a doctor Change the world by making people well When he learned he could not fix his broken heart he slowly sank into his private hell

He showed up at my door one Sunday morning He said 'david' I need somewhere safe to stay' I said 'come on in and have a cup of coffee' 'Cause Rome wasn't built in a day

William wanted to become a singer Change the world one song at a time But the world did not pay attention to his words, melodies, or rhyme

I saw him in a bar one night last summer He said 'david, I don't know where I belong.' I said 'you better write that down on your napkin 'Cause It sounds like a great line for a song...'

...I suppose I should practice what I preach But patience has never been my way It's not the same thing as an empire But your dreams should be rebuilt every day