My days and my dreams have never known each other so well In the course of my day, I have no idea where I’m going But in my dreams, no matter where I end up, as soon as sleep rolls over me, I sneak out and head downtown My dreams allow me to cheat My dreams punish me They’re so vivid, I see pictures so clear, It would be forgery to paint them I hear songs as clear as a summer radio Songs that passRead more...