Soft Place To Land

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