(White, silicon) eyes watching storms, sitting quiet
Reading books in the heat of city lights
Bored, everyone’s bored
When I’m restless put me under the night life stars
And I will feel grounded
I know I’m just a girl
But can I change lives
If I am nothing, if I am trying
I think I can
I step on broken glass
And dream of soft clouds
When feelings are heavy
They become all we are
And we become night time dreamers
And street walkers, small talkers
When we should be daydreamers
And moonwalkers and dream talkers
And we become night time dreamers
Street walkers, small talkers
When we should be daydreamers
And moonwalkers and dream talkers
In real life
The quiet lust belongs to all of us
And drives us closer into the madness
Of the world, of a girl
And it suits me just fine
‘Cause everyone dies, and nobody loves
And somebody dies right now
I hear the quiet, sweet music that no one sings
And we become night time dreamers
Street walkers and small talkers
When we should be daydreamers
And moonwalkers and dream talkers
And we become night time dreamers
Street walkers, small talkers
When we should be daydreamers
And moonwalkers and dream talkers
In real life
All I ever know is what I dream about when I’m sober
Never turn away from love
Before the loνe, you have me sober
All I ever know is what I dream about when I’m sober
Never turn away from love
Before the love, you have me sober
Nothing can die while we are here..
Then we become night time dreamers
Street walkers and small talkers
When we should be daydreamers
And moonwalkers and dream talkers
And we become night time dreamers
Street walkers, small talkers
When we should be daydreamers
Nothing can die while we are here
When we should be daydreamers
Nothing can die while, nothing can die
Daydreamers
