My Misinformed “john Hughes” Teenage Youth Songtext
von The Epilogues

It′s hard to tell if I'm still dreaming
Strange I hardly feel a thing
I sit and stare blankly for hours now
With thoughts of you, of you


I don′t have to feel this anymore
But I don't know what I've been looking for
Maybe I should just lay right here alone
I′ll just stay here alone

Half awake and barely breathing
Force myself to sleep again
I wake to find that I′m still thinking of
Thoughts of you, of you