Walking around in your dreams
Talking about tomorrow
When we doze off, look around, fall asleep
Those are the days in my arms
Spending my days in the week
When will it all be over
Ways of the world, is it all fantasy
Those are the days in my eyes
I can tell by the way you were looking at me
Finding a way to be free
So this is the way it's gonna be
Keep on explaining endlessly
I don't think it should be funny
So why would I try to keep on smiling
Do you have an idea of what you did
Lighting a flame inside of me
Finding our way under the sheets
I do like the way you look at me
