Daydreams Songtext
von Thriftworks

All these people think i′m strange
Doing what they can, to make me change
These motherfuckers don't know
In the middle of the night
Where my mind go
Somebody′s creeping at my window
I think they're stealing all my dreams
There's only one way to find out
Get your fortune from the gypsy syrene

How strange it can be
Living in this life
I think it′s really just a dream
But mine don′t happen at night


All these people think i'm strange
Doing what they can to make me change
These motherfuckers don′t know
In the middle of the night
Where my mind go
You wanna talk about a daydream?
I'll take you there
You wanna see what i see?
Pull up a chair
Sit back and close your eyes
While shut and stare
That pours when i′m sleeping
And dreams when i'm aware

How strange it can be
Living in this life
I think it′s really just a dream
But mine don't happen at night

How strange it can be
Living in this life
I think it's really just a dream
But mine don′t happen at night