He gets up in the early hours of night (Gets up in the early hours of night) A-bumbles in his pocket for a light We can't criticize him you and me (We can't criticize him you and me) The man who spends his life lost in his dreams
He tells about some colors never there (Tells about some colors never there) And in his mind he doesn't have a care He thinks he's better off than you and me (Thinks he's better off than you and me) The man who spends his life lost in his dreams
In his illusions he can forget all his loneliness And your guess is as good as mine We don't know if he's wasting his time
He says the world is pushing him to rob (Says the world is pushing him to rob) Depriving him of sugar cubes and lard He thinks he's better off than you and me (Thinks he's better off than you and me) The man who spends his life lost in his dreams
La-la-la, la-la-la, la (La-la-la, la-la-la, la) La-la-la, la-la-la, la (La-la-la) He thinks he's better off than you and me (Thinks he's better off than you and me) The man who spends his life lost in his dreams
The man who wastes his life lost in his dreams La-la-la, la-la-la, laTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
