You Live in a Dream - Jorney

I'm just passing time before the Ball Playing my guitar I don't have to be where I don't want to be at all Maybe I'll go far Going nowhere, sitting in a dream... Ah, in a dream Sitting in a landscape full of sighs Dream away the day Making up a tune about the blueness of the skies This is where I'll stay Going nowhere, sitting in a dream... Oh, in a dream Watching as a red and white balloon Sails across my mind In between the images that drift along my tune Smile as they unwind Going nowhere, sitting in a dream... Ah, in a dream

I saw you in a dream, you had stayed the same You were beckoning me, said that I had changed Tried to keep my eyes closed, I want you so bad Then I awoke and it was so sad Haven't talked to you in months And I thought that I might cry But I'm not that kind of guy I saw you in a dream, you came to me You were the sweetest apparition, such a pretty vision There was no reason, no explanation The perfect hallucination All good things come to an end But I thought that this might last But you came and left so fast And when I'm awake, I can't switch off It isn't the same but it is enough (It isn't the same but it is enough) I saw you in a dream, then it came to an end I wonder if you'll come and visit me again You're taking your time to reappear I'm starting to believe that when I call your name You just don't hear me anymore And I know that I shouldn't even try It's a waste of time And when I'm awake, I can't switch off It isn't the same but it is enough (It isn't the same but it is enough) And when I'm awake, I can't switch off It isn't the same but it is enough It isn't the same but it is enough

Help me Define the light that's shinning on me To get back what they've taken from me And build a little fire where it's cold Show me The path that leads to all the glory The words that tell a sacred story And build a little fire where it's cold I wanna live in a dream In my record machine I wanna piece of the world And everyone inside my mouth And all the money I waste Is it a matter of taste? I wanna piece of the world And you can't make me spit it out Take me Back from the darkness Where they sent me Give hope to places Where it can't be And build a little fire where it's cold I wanna live in a dream In my record machine I wanna picture the world And everyone inside my mouth And all the money I waste Is it a matter of taste? I wanna picture the world And you can't make me spit it out You cannot give me no reason I don't need one to shine You can't give me no feeling If it's already mine You've got one in a million And if the sun won't rise on my soul Then I'll go