Oh my fortune has left me for books And all my distance to work on a plan Makes a simple and ugly affair Well I hope that you
Dream about, dream about, dream about me But no, you think yourself is this right
And am I in love with a fool then I don't wanna go Might be people to stun with a single routine And you don't, you don't dream at all
Am I thoughtfull to miss you today I've been painting my grief on the wall Everyday falls behind me I know Well I hope that you
Dream about, dream about, dream about me But no, you think yourself is this right
And am I in love with a fool then I don't wanna go Might be people to stun with a single routine And you'll find that I'm not even attractive at all So I make myself pretty with make-up and a wig
