I stood in the spaceport, my hands full of papers And the wind tying macrame knots in my hair Awaiting my moment to climb the chrome staircase And enter a ship that would take me out there And I dreamed of the children who dreamed this adventure Who planned it for others who someday would follow With no hope that someday would come in their lifetimes Believing the promise and taking the dare I stood at the viewport and gazed at tomorrow The sun I would find at the end of my flight Was blazing in joy from the depths of black velvet And calling me on through the long empty night And I prayed for the children with strange skies above them And new worlds to wander and strong new tomorrows The galaxy's promise was shining around me In ebony splendor and rainbows of light I sit on my porch-swing and dream for your children And all I have told you is just one dream more But dreams have a way of becoming tomorrows Too vivid and real for us to ignore We must all keep believing we'll span the dark spaceways And gather the stars in a crown for our children If all our tomorrows are not worth the dreaming Then what in the world is the dreaming all for