I found boxes of first CDs Trying to get my office clean Took 10 years of folks giving them to me Till I sat down And I saw hesitant poses and torn up jeans In cover photos friends took for free For their 6 minute songs and all their lifelong dreams The world turned down... And they're just dreaming up some life out on the road, oh And all I dream about's a day that I'll be home I'd long forgotten how it feels to chase a dream Thank God for boxes of first CDs On through this rolodex of railroad tracks and fresh cut hair I see Joey who won some Grammys and is now a millionaire Looks different now than she does right there But that's how it goes, as for the rest... I bet they're teachers or pastors now Pictured in jackets girlfriends picked out All their hometowns turned these up All the labels turned them down And never wrote, whoa They're just dreaming up some life out on the road, oh All I dream about's a day that I'll be home Guess I forgot the way it feels to chase a dream Thank God for boxes of first CDs Thrift store jacket and 10 less pounds Looking like a fool in some big field with my bare feet on the ground Bad song titles and worse drum sounds, I didn't know That all my dreams'd come true out here on the road I never dreamed that I could call this life my own Thought I'd forgotten how it feels to chase a dream But thank God for how it feels to chase a dream But thank God for boxes of first CDs, yeah