Time passes quickly and slow,
days have gone and went
It’s more than a year of wasted time that was spent
But I’ve always believed that dreams, they meant nothing,
though when you’re dreaming even though you’re awake and knowing
that none of what you’re dreaming will ever mount to anything.
Then I find myself wishing dreams had a point and purpose,
so that I could spend the rest of my life inside my head.
Dream myself away, lying in my bed.