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Beautiful dreams on the nights that I can get to sleep

Of how all I will ever need

Is your hand to hold

You next to me

So close,

So far away from me

Close enough for

Me to touch

You're to far for me to reach

Close enough to look into your eyes

Too far for me to see you

1,2,3 and go...

I've got something to say to you

You're gonna love it

Oh...wait a minute...nevermind

So close,

So far away from me

Too far to hear me when I scream

But you can hear me

In the ear I'm whispering

1,2,3 and go

After all of the time is gone,

Telling me what's right and wrong

(Doesn't even matter anymore)

After all of the lies you told,

Your words were only plated in gold

(Doesn't even matter anymore)

After all that we've been through,

All the times you said "I Love You"

(Doesn't even matter anymore)

After all, after all

|Dream On|

I'll just keep dreaming about things going the way I planned

Cause every time I try to do something it slips right through my hand

But it's fine

I'll try again next time

Cause tommorrow's another day and

Tommorrow's another night

Chorus:

Dream On (I wasn't born yesterday)

Dream On (I know things don't go my way)

Dream On (No matter what I might say)

Dream On (I guess I'll just wait and pray)

I hope you're happy,

I know you're happy cause I'm not

I know it's just what you wanted

You wanted me shredded and torn

You wanted me hurting on the floor

I know it's just what you wanted

If I could forget about you

And everything that you've said, I would

But I can't, so I just wait and wish I could

CHORUS

The things of this world

The things I have seen

The things I will see

The things I'm seeing

I cannot believe

Everything

That surrounds me

Can't tell what I'm feeling

I guess I'll just dream on

CHORUS

|Part Of Your Routine|

I won't back down, back off, back away

Or go back the way I came

Everything there's been said and done

Chorus:

You think you're invincible,

I guess you've never had a broken heart.

It's never quite like you'd expect

I'm sick of your pat-answers

I'm sick of all your lies

Sick of the way that you treat me

I'm sick of your ripped-off lines

You stereotype me

With your cliche sayings

It must be part of your routine

Never knew that you could be so jaded

Used to love it, now you hate it.

Depression, agression clouds your mind

CHORUS

I don't care how you get out of this, out of this

(I hope you finally get it, I hope you realize, you're your own person, you've got your own life)

((I don't care))