I can promise you Let's get high on believing Yes, I am a dreamer too I can promise you, I can promise you We are dreamers together Always and forever Yes I am a dreamer too Wandering the streets tonight If you're looking for a home

Rivers get connected so much stronger than expected, well Sick love comes to wash us away Prisons of perspective How your vision gets corrected and Sick love is my modern cliché I don't know but it's been said Your heart is stronger than your head And

Watch me, do this Watch me, watch me (Yeah!) That's what they yell when we come around (Yeah!) This is your town? Well we run it now (Yeah!) How big is your army, a hunnit thou? (Yeah!) If you want the rain then we comin' down Look, watch me, watch me

Can you heal me baby? Coursing through you like a drug I call out your name It feels like a song I know so well And it whispers and roars like an orchestra You call out my name Like no one before It sounds like I

We got it goin' on We'll be banging and singing just like the Rolling Stones We're gonna shake up your souls, we come to rattle your bones 'Cause we got it goin' on We got it goin' on (We got it goin' on) We got it, we got it, we got it goin' on

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution Take a bow for the new revolution Smile and grin at the change all around Pick up my guitar and play Just like yesterday Then I'll get on my knees and pray We don't get fooled again We'll be fighting in the streets

Well honey here comes a lullaby Your very own lullaby With a lullaby And turn this up on the radio If you can hear me now I'm reachin' out to let you know That you're not alone And you can't tell, I'm scared as hell 'Cause I can't get you on the telephone

Won't let the bastards grind me down I'm bold, I'm strange Won't let their fears make me afraid There's hope, we'll change I'll stand my ground The strands of memories spread like webs of cold Along my skin I feel the frost taking its hold Burning up, my

Tell me why, haven't I heard from you I said now darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why haven't I heard from you So tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Well back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a

You know I'll blow your mind, my friend, again And I'm here to show you I ain't never left You know I'll blow your mind, my friend Loaded on that green floating on your genes I'll be that lion to your queen Well I heard they think they're grimey now,