It's the trick of the eye to live or to die a riddle without a clue i spend my days in a dreamy haze thinking of what to do
When the sun comes down night is all around i shed my skin trade it on your ground go to a place where the people make a crowd Find your pace and do what's not allowed
Dreaming of another world (x 3) Dreaming of another you Always seem to talk all trought the night and you always seem to make it home alright
It's a story tale when a dream turns still i need a bowl from the blue i once loved before does it matter anymore cause now it might be you
When the sun comes up burning out the night we stretch our limbs and walk into the light there's nothing left to say sleep as the dead It's time to live out The dream inside your head
Dreaming of another world (x 3) Dreaming of another you Always seem to talk all trought the night and you always seem to make it home alright
Just try try to scrape the sky Only once, once before you die do something that will make your mother cry The dream, dreaming of another world...
Dreaming of another world (x 3) Dreaming of another you Always seem to talk all trought the night and you always seem to make it home alrightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
