We´re not strange
We´re just sleeping
We all just drift around
We´re not trying
We are dreaming
We all blend in the crowd
Down my head turns
But in heart fire burns
Down my head it turns
In heart fire burns
We´re the army of dreamers
We´re the idle people
We´re the ones that make no sound
Waiting in the background
Down my head turns
But in heart fire burns
Down my head it turns
In heart fire burns
We´re the army of dreamers
We´re the idle people
We´re the ones that don´t count
Waiting in the background
But we are mirrors to this world
We speak, if we´re heard
But we bleed, if we´re hurt
And we seethe, if we´re burned
We´re the army of dreamers
We´re the idle people
We´re the ones that don´t count
Waiting in the background
But we are mirrors to this world
We speak, if we´re heard
But we bleed, if we´re hurt
And we seethe, if we´re burned