Texty: Tori Amos. Dreaming.
Fight, I could fight with the best and I never was on the fence.
Laugh, I could laugh when I heard the guitar of the circus man.
When I was dreaming, it seemed my world went away.
As you were leaving, I could see,
That I couldn't find what I used to, in your eyes.
Isn't it time, yeah. Maybe it's time, yeah.
When I was dreaming, it seemed my world went away.
As you were leaving, I could see,
That I couldn't find what I used to, in your eyes.
When I was dreaming, it seemed my world went away.
As you were leaving, I could see,
That you couldn't find what you used to, in my eyes.
When... I... was dreaming, ooh yeah.
When I... was... dreaming, ooh yeah...
Laugh, I could laugh when I heard the guitar of the circus man.
When I was dreaming, it seemed my world went away.
As you were leaving, I could see,
That I couldn't find what I used to, in your eyes.
Isn't it time, yeah. Maybe it's time, yeah.
When I was dreaming, it seemed my world went away.
As you were leaving, I could see,
That I couldn't find what I used to, in your eyes.
When I was dreaming, it seemed my world went away.
As you were leaving, I could see,
That you couldn't find what you used to, in my eyes.
When... I... was dreaming, ooh yeah.
When I... was... dreaming, ooh yeah...
Amos, Tori