Neopolitan Dreams - Lisa Mitchell
You´ll go and i´ll be okay
I can dream the rest away.
Its just a little touch of fate
it will be okay.
It sure takes its precious time
but it´s got rights and so have i.
I turn my head up to the sky
I focus one thought at a time
I do not let the little thieves
under my tightly buttoned sleeves
You couldn´t be alone
the time i feel like i am walking blind
I have nowhere´ i´ll have time
There are no legible signs
There are no legible signs
I like the way that you talk´
I like the way that you walk.
It´s hard to recreate such an individual game
You wait your turn in the queue´
You say your sorry´s and thank you´s.
I don´t think you´re ever
A hundred percent in the room
You´re not in the room
You´re not in the room
Deepest´ of the dark nights
Here lies´ the highest of highs
Neopolitan dreams
stretching out to the sea
You wait your turn in the queue´
You say your sorry´s and thank you´s
I don´t think you´re ever
A hundred percent in the room
You´re not in the room
You´re not in the room
LA.LA.LA.
You´re not in the room
LA...LA...LA...