| As I’m falling through the stream
|
| Where planes were paint to see
|
| Fluid colors vibrantly
|
| Mixing blues and tangerine
|
| Where a teacher plans to see
|
| He left the scenery and breathed
|
| As the critiques sit in silence
|
| Far behind the TV screen
|
| And I wonder what you see
|
| If you be falling there with me
|
| I keep dreaming in stereo
|
| Same old songs on the radio
|
| It feels like it’s been a year ago
|
| Stuck in the middle of the aftrshow
|
| Faint myself on the memoris
|
| Even if they keep coming back to me
|
| Lost my thoughts in the stereo, stereo
|
| But I need you, need you to go
|
| As a stranger’s passing by
|
| In the corner of your eye
|
| Where the actress plays a part
|
| And searched for something, just a spark
|
| Blooming buttercups in May
|
| And her mother starts to pray
|
| For her children, left in silence
|
| To glimpse a fog of better day
|
| And I wonder what you see
|
| If you be falling there with me
|
| I keep dreaming in stereo
|
| Same old songs on the radio
|
| It feels like it’s been a year ago
|
| Stuck in the middle of the aftershow
|
| Faint myself on the memories |
| Even if they keep coming back to me
|
| Lost my thoughts in the stereo, stereo
|
| But I need you, need you to go
|
| Uh
|
| (But I need you, need you to go)
|
| Uh
|
| (But I need you, need you to go)
|
| I keep dreaming in stereo
|
| Same old songs on the radio
|
| It feels like it’s been a year ago
|
| Stuck in the middle of the aftershow
|
| Faint myself on the memories
|
| Even if they keep coming back to me
|
| Lost my thoughts in the stereo, stereo
|
| But I need you, need you to go |