The thing about dreams,
Is that everything seems,
It's been forming all day in your mind.
The thing about time,
It's all in your mind.
Days turn to weeks turn to years turn to infinite signs,
What you're leavin' behind.
And the hell with the rest,
You gave them your best.
You talk through your teeth
And the black cigarettes
And your hand.
I've always believed
You were more than impossible,
And hardly responsible for my life,
For my eyes.
Let's stay the night.
We'll leave with the sunrise.
The thing about me,
Is I wanted to be,
I, I wanna know why.
Turn in your sleep,
The secrets you keep,
The things that you bury so deeply, discreetly inside.
My, oh my.
And the hell with the words,
Or haven't you heard?
Nobody says what they mean
'Til the second or third whiskey ride.
I've always believed
You were more than impossible,
And hardly responsible for my life,
For my eyes.
Let's stay the night.
We'll leave with the sunrise.
The thing about love,
It's never enough.
And life's always calling your bluff.
Enough is enough.
And when you sleep, you're alone.
When you dream you're just one
Of a million small pieces.
My darling I see you, I'm one.
I've always believed
We were more than impossible,
And hardly responsible for my life,
For my eyes.
And now I've said too much,
I'm not givin' up.
I can't carry the weight
Of this overfilled cup.
I just close my eyes
Like you're close to the touch
And I'll dream, dream.
You're not what you seem.