Midnight near the border trying to cross the Rio Grande Runnin' with coyotes to where the streets are paved with gold You're diving underwater when you hear the helicopters Knowing it's all been less than worthless if you run into patrols Hiding in the shadows, so scared you want to scream But you dare not make a sound if you want to hold on to your dreams Hold on. Though it may not be a lot, you got to Hold on. Cause you know it's all you got No matter the consequences or the fear that grips your senses You have got to hold on to your dreams City of the Angels with its bright light fascination Only adds to the confusion that your mind must now endure The gringos take advantage when they know that you're illegal Bot you avoid la policía like a plague that can't be cured Paying la mordida you find out just what pollo means But you dare not file complaints if you want to hold on to your dreams Hold on. Though it may not be a lot, you got to Hold on. Cause you know it's all you got No matter the consequences or the fear that grips your senses You have got to hold on to your dream