I do, I do, I do, I do, I do Make your choice but believe me Can't you feel it? Love me or leave me I can't conceal it Don't you see? Don't you too? Oh, I've been dreaming through my lonely past

I wanna dream Leave me to dream But life ain’t what it seems Oh everything’s a mess And all these sorrows I have seen They lead me to believe That everything’s a mess But I wanna dream We all are living in a dream,

Dream over, grieve no more And I breathe one last time Now I lay thee down Was it lost? Was it murdered? Within the eye of the beholder Oh, I want to know How it feels when we die Can you take me under? Oh, she watched me leave

Pull me under Pull me under I'm not afraid Clouds roll by and I roll with them This world is spinning around me Every day sends future to past Every breath leaves me one less to my last All that I feel is honor and spite All I can do is to set it right

And I've never seen a more beautiful thing Am I just dreaming? Let's take it too far And should we begin before it's too late? Say that you'll take a cigarette break But I saw a spark Just a cigarette break, leave the ashes on the fire escape To burn

Dream a little dream of me Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you" Birds singing in the sycamore trees Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you But in your dreams whatever they be Stars shining bright above

Standing by the window Eyes upon the moon Hoping that the memory Will leave her spirit soon She shuts the doors and lights and lays her body on the bed Where images and words are running deep She has too much pride to pull the sheets above her head So

Well, damn these dreams The first time it felt like fallin' in love Playin' my heart just like a guitar string Chasin' that same old whiskey melody It's hard to look true love in the eye and leave I remember hearin' Hank on the radio I bought a cassette,

A thousand times, too many times I've fallen back out of place from a dream The bright sunlight, a rude awakening Like I'm seeing the colors leave the brush for the wall That's when, into I reach into memories I long to relive those times Those younger

I thought I needed fortune I thought I needed fame But all I need is to hear you Whisper my name Funny thing about dreamers When the dream is in their sights Just to get where they're going They leave a lot of good things behind Guess you could call me a