Daydreaming - Dana Harper

With eyes open I was having a dream And as real as it seemed It wasn't right I saw you or was it somebody else I remember your face And your Con shoes I hope you know what it means to me When I'm on my own and I wish I'd be Right here, right here, right here When I get my stuff and I'm ready to go That's when things get rough and I lose control I can't let go, let go, let go I get lost in the haze of it all And I keep chasing a ball That's spinning 'round, and 'round, and 'round I get scared and I lie to your face Being asleep or awake I let you down And I hope you know what it means to me When I'm on my own and I wish I'd be Right here, right here, right here And when I get my stuff and I'm ready to go That's when things get rough and I lose control I can't let go, let go, let go

What I've got I don't want All it does is hover and taunt Reminding me what I used to be What I may never be again Turns out what I'm good at doin Is making something out of the ruin Borrow this wasted space that could never be replaced Learn it all again tomorrow, learn it all again tomorrow Nothing I have you can borrow or steal Yes I think we have a deal. If my wheels were square, but the earth was jagged I rode along, it'd be no less ragged And seems to be the day I'm usually this way Learn it all again tomorrow, learn it all again tomorrow Nothing I have you can borrow or steal Yes I think we have a deal. I wish every harder day only took an hour And I'm not just like the people I resent I wish someday I could truly be a power Say exactly what it is I meant All I have that's in abundance Is my perpetual redundance It's hard for me to say, I face it everyday Learn it all again tomorrow, learn it all again tomorrow Nothing I have you can borrow or steal Learn it all again tomorrow, learn it all again tomorrow Nothing I have you can borrow or steal Yes I think we have a deal.

Won me in a poker game Lost me in a bet Then you got the nerve To turn around and get upset Movin' on Movin' on You practice law without a license Psychology too But your PHD is in giving me the blues Movin' on Movin' on Go to third world countries Kicking three-legged dogs And by three PM You're living high on the hog Held out for so long Movin' on You may have learned to hustle But you never learned to dance When you fight the law You don't get a second chance I may be right I may be wrong Movin' on You get away with murder You got a way with words Speaking in a language That nobody's ever heard Just singin' that same old song Movin' on Ten reasons to stay here Eleven to leave Not waiting around For you to give me a reprieve No more stringing this along Movin' on