My tears trickle down the window pane like raindrops--
Honesty flies directly at me smudging my make-up--
I look out to the postcard view Ive created in my mind-
Oh the paints have dried, oh the pastels smudged
Oh lets sit back and recline---
Chorus
Its just a dream, just a dream just a dream dream dream, of bitter illusion-
Its just a dream, just a dream, just a dream, dream, dream, of creative delusion-
Cuz sometimes what we yearn for is what wed really kill for-
Sometimes what we yearn for is what wed- is what wed-, is what we---d really die for---
V2
My tears trickle down the window pane like raindrops--
Honesty flies directly at me smudging my make-up--
I look out to the postcard view Ive created in my mind-
Oh the paints have dried, oh the pastels smudged
Oh lets sit back and recline---
Chorus
Its just a dream, just a dream just a dream dream dream, of bitter illusion-
Its just a dream, just a dream, just a dream, dream, dream, of creative delusion-
Cuz sometimes what we yearn for is what wed really kill for-
Sometimes what we yearn for is what wed- is what wed-, is what we---d really die for---