Dreams Away

Oh, he says I'd like to turn myself, as he stares into the windowpane,

And if only I could be myself, but I'm sure you'd do the same to me

I was only a guest that she wanted, it was more than that that he flaunted.

It's away, to you

Away, to you.

So I pleaded, she needed to be herself,

and he dipped into his wishing well.

At any moment, any moment the sounds of the midnight train,

will be the mating call of his whippoorwill.

Should he wait 'cause his father drinks too much

had his paint thinner laced with his sleeping pills

He'll find a way, to you

away, to you.

So he dreamed away.

Away.

From these small streets

and to where they lead

and the holes that bleed

from where he beats me

cause of these stained sheets

lets dream away

And from my small tower,

every hour, seemed to take the day

and so she dreamed away

Oh, baby don't you that you're good enough?

Baby, don't you think that you're bright enough?

Baby, don't you think that you're good enough?

Baby, don't you think that you're good enough?

Don't you think that you think that you're good enough, for you?