| Once, I dreamt I wasn’t far away from you
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| You, irradiate the sky you fell into
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| And I just couldn’t believe it, I was changed or deranged
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| Now, am I the one who’s head is in the ground
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| But I don’t know what any of this means to me
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| Turn out the lights and it’s all so clear to see
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| All of this time I was holding out it seems
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| Go back to bed and I’ll meet you in a dream
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| You, when any other voice would make me blue
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| And you, you complicate the life you stepped into
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| And I just couldn’t receive it, I was closed, predisposed
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| Now, am I the one who ran away from you
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| But I don’t know what any of this means to me
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| Turn out the lights and it’s all so clear to see
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| All of this time I was holding out it seems
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| Go back to bed and I’ll meet you in a dream
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| But I don’t know what any of this means to me
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| Turn out the lights and it’s all so clear to see
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| All of this time I was holding out it seems
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| Go back to bed and I’ll meet you in a dream
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| I don’t know when I would see your face again
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| Brighter than all of the smiles that came and went
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| You fell like a star in the Milky Way back when
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| But when you’re a dream, you can’t make it to the end |