I was running through a bad dream But now I am waking up
She says almond colored sheets are The best for dreaming But it means nothing here
She says almond colored sheets are The best for dreaming In but she has appeared to Tell me in my dreams
Whoa, whoa
I’d like to be alive long enough To a-sail I’d like to be alive long enough To sail the dead sea
So I ran into? Today He was lying like precious bones in a pen This time, even before last time he smoked cigarettes In the sleeping mat
It was my friend’s room But I, I lived there too And in the night I slipped out of the shower To discover That his mother Had taken my towel So I had to resort To using your old Kindergarden Your old kindergarden t-shirt
Whoa Are you coming home? Whoa Are you coming home?
I’d like to be alive long enough To a-sail I’d like to be alive long enough To sail the dead sea
I’d like to stay alive long enough To a-sail I’d like to be alive long enough To a-sail the dead sea
Whoa Are you coming home? Whoa Are you coming home?
