Peggy:
Everybody needs a dream,
A spark to guide them through the night,
A goal to chase, a star to reach,
Like a beacon, shining bright.
Sammy:
I’ve got a dream, I see the stage,
The lights, the crowd, the roar,
I want to be on Broadway, Mom,
I want to fly, to soar!
Peggy (to Brent):
And why not, Sammy’s got the heart,
and he’s got the talent and the drive,
To make it there, to feel the joy,
To truly come alive.
Brent:
Dreams are nice, but let’s be real,
Not everyone can soar,
Broadway’s tough, it’s hard to make it,
You’ve got to mind the store…
Peggy:
But love, he needs to dream,
To see the world beyond our door,
To find his path, to spread his wings,
To find the path he’s searching for.
Brent:
Dreams just lead to danger!
To paths we can’t foresee,
I just want to keep him safe,
for him, for you, for me.
Sammy:
But Dad, this is my life, my choice,
I need to take my chance,
To find my place, to live my truth,
To sing and to act and to dance…!
Brent:
No more of this! It’s not for you,
It’s risky and it’s wrong,
You need to find a different path,
One where you belong.
Peggy:
Brent, just look, he needs to dream,
To find out who he’ll be,
You can’t control his every step,
You need to wait and see.
Brent:
Enough! This talk is done,
Sammy, you’ll obey,
No more dreams of Broadway lights,
(shouting) You’ll live the normal way!