And I don't want to miss a thing Don't want to close my eyes I don't want to fall asleep 'Cause I'd miss you baby 'Cause even when I dream of you The sweetest dream will never do I'd still miss you baby I could stay awake just to hear you breathing Watch

A man I'll never be You look up at me And somewhere in your mind you see If only I could find a way I'd feel like I'm the man you believe I am And it gets harder every day for me To hide behind this dream you see If I said what's on my mind You'd turn

I'm a product of the tube and the free lunch Living room, watching old reruns This one's for all the little dreamers And who cares your daddy couldn't be here? Don't stop now, keep dreaming And the ones who never gave a fuck Mama always kept the cable on

We're halfway to heaven There's something magic 'Bout the way you kiss We´re halfway to heaven Runnin' with you baby On a night like this I never dreamed that I could get this high Even if I tried

And I don't want to miss a thing Don't want to close my eyes I don't want to fall asleep 'Cause I'd miss you baby 'Cause even when I dream of you The sweetest dream will never do I'd still miss you baby I could stay awake just to hear you breathing Watch

'Cause I'm not fine at all I remember the make-up running down your face And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them Like every single wish we ever made I wish that I could wake up with amnesia Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you And

‘Cause I’m in paradise If I’m dreaming here You should let me be When I look at you It’s like a getaway I could feel the sun It’s shinin’ on my face Don’t let me wake Every time we kiss

White America! Little Eric looks just like this Erica loves my shit I go to T-R-L, look how many hugs I get I could be one of your kids I Could be one of your kids I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see So many motherfuckin' people who feel

Loosen up and lose your mind You never know what you could find on the other side Oh oh, I'm dreaming up a world with you Oh oh, and all the things that we could do A hundred thousand butterflies Floating in the orange skies above my head All of the

Lost Hollywood dreams Said could you ever find the magic man (magic man) And we could be better than heroes baby, alright (alright) We could fly higher than spaceships baby, all night (all night) Lost angel with an urgent subtle Jaded eyes, and this