You're wearing a smile that I recognize You kiss me on the lips, and you say: Why Why not? Then we're shuffled outside on the concrete Filtered through the crowd and I see you Look for me
I think I'm dreaming I think I'm dreaming
Now you're making a 3D facsimile I'm sitting on a chair and you circle You circle around me
Feeding you bread and butter Morning sun growing hotter Outside, and I ask you your last name
I think I'm dreaming Will you dream with me? I am dreaming Will you dream with me?
Feeding you bread and butter Morning sun growing hotter Outside, and I ask you your last name
