Dream, Dream, Dream

Sometimes, I feel like time is running out on me

As if the hands turn way too fast

My mind is one step ahead of me

And me, I'm stuck in the past

And it's about time I pick myself up

And find a way out of this

The sand is pouring through the hourglass

To remind me of how precious time is

'Cause all I ever do

Is dream, dream, dream what am I supposed to do

All I ever do

That's how I make it through

And everyday is a wish

For another day to come

I know it's wrong but it seems

That life has got me under it's thumb

And it's about time I pick myself up

It's a noble art, seizing the day

But why, why is it, why is it so hard

To let go and break away?

'Cause all I ever do

Is dream, dream, dream what am I supposed to do

All I ever do

That's how I make it through

I pull the shades, I turn out the light

I go to sleep and maybe tomorrow, when I wake up

I'll go out and I'll do everything just right

'Cause all I ever do

Is dream, dream, dream what am I supposed to do

All I ever do

That's how I make it through

Yeah, all I ever do

Is dream, dream, dream what am I supposed to do

All I ever do

That's how I, that's how I make it through