The Dreamers Song

Absinthe Blind

Compositor: Absinthe Blind / Adam Fein

The Dreamers Song
It's our turn to write the Beatles song
So you can sing along
And I can leave this
You've said far too many things to let me sleep tonight
I didn't want to put your picture, in that place
With all the other faces
I can train myself to not think about your smiling face
Got saved, can't seem to find my way around this sing-song place
This sing-song place
Two weeks on the road and you don't even seem the same
Such a shame that patience took the stars out of that smiling face
Lost your grace
And I've found it doesn't matter
And I've found it doesn't matter
The advice you get from others
They just want your name
It's our turn to write the Dreamers song
So you can sing along
And I can leave this
It's our turn to write the Beatles song
So you can sing along
And I can leave this place.