Living the dream.
Living the dream,
Watching classics being sung.
Living the dream,
As my heart comes undone.
Living the dream,
With bubble-pop lies, to beautiful skies.
Oh.
Feeling serene in open fields lined with neon cake.
I see your face.
Then your mouth starts moving,
And my veins are pumping.
Pas-Pastel fades into black and white.
So I'll flood the raging fires,
Raise the clouds up higher.
Looking down on
The dreams I had of you and I.
I won't cry.
I'm just fine.
Living the dream,
From the outside looking in.
Feeling serene,
Masterpieces begin.
Sailing to coffee seas,
With sugar stars falling to me.
From sunset to sunrise I'm hearing you,
Like records playing out of tune.
Oh, what can I do?
Then your mouth starts moving,
And my veins are pumping.
Pas-pastel fades into black and white.
So I'll flood the raging fire,
Raise the clouds up higher.
Looking down on
The dreams I had of you and I.
I won't cry.
Then your mouth starts moving,
and my veins are pumping.
Pas-Pastel fades into black and white.
So I'll
flood the raging fires,
Raise the clouds up higher.
Looking down on the dreams I had of you and-
And I don't think it will ever happen.
(Then your mouth start moving and my veins are pumping.)
I had a nightmare last night.
(Flood the raging fires, Raise the clouds up higher.)
It was about you and... Well, the rest doesn't matter.