This one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be With my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters By the time you hear this I will have already spiraled up I

(Call it what you want, call it what you want, call it) So call it what you want, yeah, call it what you want to My baby's fit like a daydream Walking with his head down I'm the one he's walking to My baby's fly like a jet stream High above the whole

Is this your salvation? Is this all you can give? I will not stand in reflection Of someone else's dream How many years have we waited For a ship that never set sail? How many days have we wasted Chasing a love that was not our own? For a ship that

Bring it out so we can sing it out At night when the stars are near Is it mine, is it mine, is it mine to know? All of my life I felt that you were listening Watching for ways to help me stay in tune Lord of my dreams, although confusion Keeps trying to

In a dark and lonely corner, all the time in Dark-side inn Sits a local barstool warrior, talking to his gin Treating past decisions, he motions for a shot Is he doomed to be a man this world forgot? Just a prisoner of the monster on his back Call it bad

It just comes back to me So why must it be Chaos lives in everything Trapped inside a dream It all comes back to me And it’s not fate Everything’s just fine Now I’m guilty, not ashamed Got this thing attached to me, throw it all away

I don't know, where to go, what's the right team I want my own dream, so bad I'm gonna scream I want my own thing, so bad I'm gonna scream I can't choose, so confused, what's it all mean The day a door is closed The echoes fill your soul They won't say

If I could, I'd give you the world Wrap it all around you Won't be satisfied with just a piece of this heart My angel, oh angel You're my angel, oh angel Oh, dreams are dreams Some dreams come true I found a real dream, baby when I found you You're so

I know all about the honor of god, I've got bases to cover Melody walks through the door And memory flies out the window And nobody knows what they want 'til they finally let it all go Six o'clock on a Christmas morning, And for what?

She's no you, oh no You give me more than I could ever want I'm satisfied with the one I've got 'Cause you're all the girl That I ever dreamed She's only a picture on a magazine They got a lot of girls Any girl walk by, don't matter She could be a