I would like to be able to buy you the dreams you had dreamed of for so long
But I do not know the currency they are sold in.
I have never been in the country of your dreams
Because my passport is not accepted beyond the borders of reality.
I\'ve tried fake passports and funny enough nobody seems to check
if my soul was attached to those unfamiliar pictures of another me\'
so i was flying different planes to unknown destinations
hoping that soon enough i will get inside your head so i could steal one of you dreams
and sell it on the black market
but each moment I got above the ground , above the clouds,
your dreams became my nightmares.
I\'m afraid of flying on man made machines
just because they would only take me to physical places.
And sadly enough they would never take me to the land of your dreams.
Are your dreams wishes? Are your wishes dreams?
I remember you once asked me to be real and then I got lost in your smile!
That moment in time it wasn\'t just a moment
it was another dream !!!
The dream that I\'ve stole
A dream for a dream...