Daydreamer
I've been sitting on this wall all of my life, heart upon my sleeve, everything crossed, sandwiches unpacked, waiting for someone truly extraordinary to find me.
And the song on the radio sings... Daydreamer, sittin' on the seat, soaking up the sun...
I've been sitting in this kitchen all of my life, painting these pictures, writing these words, waiting for someone to make sense of it all.
And the song on the radio sings... He's a real lover, makin' up the past and feeling up his girl like he's never felt her figure before...
I've been lying on this couch all of my life, asking her questions, telling her secrets, knowing that one day it all will become clear.
And the song on the radio sings... A joy dropper, looks good when he walks, he is the subject of their talk...
I've been watching this world passing me by all of my life, believing that one day, someone will stop for a second and finally, finally be interested in the things I have to say.
And the song on the radio sings... He would be hard to chase, but good to catch...
I've spent all of my life sitting in parks, getting lost in the dark, always taking the wrong path, knowing that one day I will find my way home
And the song on the radio sings... and he could change the world with his hands behind his back...
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