Never mind all the others, Only teenage girls I need Spending an extra half-four, At the end of a dead end street, Then it's home to family life, Just existing or so it seems, You should cheer up, Walking the stairs, Up to your wildest dreams.
Take a look in the mirror, Hey girl, tell me what you see, You're pretty head is so mixed up, It's a reflection that you need.
Holding the pillow, Squeezing it tight up to your breast, The stars on the wall looking down. Upon your mental love nest, And when you reach sixteen, You're gonna leave you're cosseted room, You're gonna reach for the stars upstairs, You're gonna reach for the moon.
"Say girl, why don't you come on home with em? I can show you what you think is real, We can play your games and fantasies, Your wildest dreams, Your wildest dreams, Your wildest dreams.
I can make you feel.
But at school they didn't tell you, What life was really about, The giggles and whispers soon start, And suddenly you're out, The wolves and sharks are all around, Your body just easy prey, No matter how much one does preach, It always seems to end this way.
Take a look in the mirror, Hey girl, tell me what you see, You're pretty head is so mixed up, It's a reflection that you need. You need your wildest dreams,
I can make you feel, Your wildest dreams, Your wildest dreams.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
