Quebec Antique
Sleep
In the morningWhen you wake upAnd you're dream is nearBut it's not quite clearAnd it's callingAnd you want back in the arms ofSleepAnd then laterWhile you're workingAnd it reappears in your mind so clearIn the afternoon, in the moment suddenlyAnd the question is are you gladWhen you wake up as yourself?Or are you happier while you dream,'cause you think you're someone else.And at nighttime my mind is working,While my body sleepsIt is purgingAnd repairing all the damage done during the dayAnd the question is are you gladWhen you wake up as yourself?Or are happier while you dream,'cause you think you're someone else.All your thoughts and memories are an ocean wading tideWill you give you some of yours, if I give you some of mine?
From Letras Mania