CHORUS Are you throwing your dreams away? Storm is coming get out of the way We'll drink blovad in the kitchen by the fire Waiting on all our capped desires
I would walk deep into the darkest woods You can find me I'm dreaming here And we would share The only water anywhere Its half for us and half for the deer
My friend I'm running to you with no end As the bankers try to keep me up at night And oh how I miss the tremelo sound of your voice And the audience when they rejoice
CHORUS
Oh in my sleep I'm counting sheep I'm picturing us oh the mountain sky When we're old I'll know when we were young we told Maybe I love you, maybe next time
When we're old I'll know when we were young we told Maybe I love you, maybe next time Maybe I love you, maybe next time.
