I will never let you down When you say you've had enough And you might just give it up When you feeling low on love I’ll be what you dreaming of 'Cause I’ve been sick and working all week And I’ve been doing just fine You’ve been tired of watching me

Where were you You came along one promise too late When I could have loved you When I gave my heart away All my life I've been dreaming of you I would have waited forever If I'd known that you'd be here We could have shared our lives together And held

Down by the river on a Friday night A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute Yeah way down yonder on the Chattahoochee Never knew how much that muddy water meant to

I will never let you down When you say you've had enough And you might just give it up When you feeling low on love I’ll be what you dreaming of 'Cause I’ve been sick and working all week And I’ve been doing just fine You’ve been tired of watching me

I was just coasting till we met You remind me just how good it can get Well I've been on fire, dreaming of you Tell me you don't It feels like you do How does it start? And when does it end? Only been here for a moment, but I know I want you I'm with you

Dreaming of screaming Someone kick me out of my mind We're the prophetic generation of bottled water, bottled water You, you went beyond and you lost it all Why did you go there From (For treated indigenously, digenously) (Human right is private blue

But I don't want to die I may be dreaming or whatever Well I don't wanna live forever I live inside a lie Don't want to life forever Just before you die They say you see your life go flashing by Cold dark endless nights To burn in hell or bathe in ever

Hold onto hope if you got it Don't let it go for nobody And they say that dreaming is free But I wouldn't care what it cost me Man, you really know how to get someone down Everything was fine, until you came around And I've been chasing after dreamers in

They taped over your mouth Scribbled out the truth with their lies Your little spies Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone Just the one two of us is counting on That never happens, I guess I'm dreaming again Crush, crush, crush, crush, crush (one,

Bet he feels like an elephant Shaking his big grey trunk for the hell of it You know that you're dreaming about being loved by him Too bad your chances are slim And it’s not like Mr. Shock To get shy when I ask who always is on top? There must be