Daydreaming

If I don't come too

Wake me up

Next winter

It's hard to move

The slumber is a fever

You know I'm dazed

I'm laying in these lazy fields

Making daisy chains

I feel

It's so surreal

I hope it's real

And now I've got this feeling

That I'm seasoned with

I've got a reason

Got a feeling I should let it in

So I'll breathe it in

I'm slipping in

Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day)

Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day)

Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day)

Another day

Another wage

Work again

I'll play away

I'm drifting not listening

I'll close my eyes

Use the Sun as my spotlight

Feel the breeze upon my skin

As I see myself another

And now I've got this feeling

That I'm seasoned with

I've got a reason

Got a feeling I should let it in

So I'll breathe it in

I'm slipping

Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day)

Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day)

Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day)

Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day)

No need for steady feet

I see forever green

They say that it's naive

But it's what I'm doing

I can't help myself

I'm someone else

When I'm daydreaming

If I don't come too

Wake me up

Next winter

It's hard to move

The slumber it's a fever