At the end of the day, after I go to bed I have these thoughts running around in my head I fall asleep and dream about you Usually together and sometimes in school Walking down the hall, I find I am naked Wondering why I didn't just stay in bed Or dreams that I found lots of money Grabbing it, holding onto it tightly Dreams of driving exotic cars fast But those dreams don't usually last Dreams of flying through space, to Mars And girls in very revealing bra's Scary dreams of being buried alive They uncover me, but I can't be revived I'm now on display in a coffin at my wake But I'm not dead, why do they want to seal my fate I could be surfing on waves of 5 feet Or running through high fields of wheat I dream I am flying, I must be part bird I dream of being taunted, they think I'm a nerd I dream in color, because I see the blood When I pilot a plane and crash in the mud My legs are all mangled, I'm stuck in the wreckage I need something long so I can use it as leverage I could be flying high in a balloon and the next minute I am running from a raccoon The scenes change so often I cannot keep track The earth could just open, I might fall in the crack One minute I'm swimming in the ocean with dolphins The next minute tiptoeing on eggs shells, needles, and pins Then I am chased or I'm fighting for my life While trying to protect my family and my wife What significance do these dreams of mine hold Is it a glance of what my future has foretold What is that buzzing, what is that sound Oh, it's my alarm clock, I'm awake, how profound At least, last night, I didn't have nightmares Sometimes they come, against all of my prayers I guess I shouldn't complain about weird dreams It could always be worse, I could wake up with screams
