Lyrics

In a hockey rink in Calgary
I learned to fight the wars
To spit and cuss and win and lose
And move the puck and score
And I wore that C upon my sweater
Made me feel so strong
But between Gordie Howe and father
Somehow it went wrong
And we all have dreams
That we let get away

Years later in Toronto
In a cold December park
The snow came down like butterflies
Floating in the dark
We skated round for hours that night
She let me hold her hand
But I would not believe
That she might
Let me be her man
And we all have dreams
That we let get away
We all have dreams
That we let get away

My goals have been deflected
The crowd has seen me crash
The lines I have selected
Have failed to be effective
In periods gone past
'Til it's overtime at last

Now I'm flying into Winnipeg
Looking down below
My future and the city
Lie shrouded in the snow
And I see the kids
Are playing shinny
I wonder if they know
These possibilities they harbour
Safe in rink light glow
And we all have dreams
That we let get away