Come and bring your stereo Come and bring your stereo And lay down on my pillow Down into a dream we go Down into a dream we go Never know how we go
I've felt this before I've said this before I've been wrong before When will this be right? Will this ever be right? I hope and pray but nothing
I heard sweet children's voices calling And I began to understand They said, "Four eyes! Look like you're still sleeping!" "Four eyes! Look like you're dead!" "Four
Just pick up a place, and I'll be there. Pick anything that's what I'll be. Give me anything tos ay, even if it's nothing. That's all you'll hear. Everything
I could've wrote down Every thought I've been thinking to myself all this past year, But would it stand out? Woah, I wanna make myself clear. And baby
the mill Like all the things you can't explain Four seasons in one day Blood dries up Like rain, like rain Fills my cup Like four seasons in one day
, you can find someone Dream on, dream on Dreaming that makes dreams come true If only you can dream, girl Keep dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, girl Baby, all your dreams
dream, alone We live as we dream, alone We live as we dream, alone We live as we dream, alone We live as we dream, alone We live as we dream, alone The
' next time again Listen One, two, three Four, five Six, seven Eight, nine We couln't change it If we tryed One, two, three, four Goodbye We
Alright, already, the show goes on All night 'til the morning, we dream so long Anybody ever wonder when they would see the sun go Just remember when
' down the old four walls And I'm building them up from the ground Yeah, I love how it feels right now This is the life! Hold on tight! And this is the dream
hi to your friends you ain't seen in a while Try and stay out of everybody's way It's your freshman year and you're gonna be here For the next four years
to get money man? That shit been long gone, come on Have much to do with nigga since Nicolas Bond Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm gone Shyne poor 'cuz your dream
hopeless, soon to be the dopest, cat comin Track stunnin, fame singin, his name ringin Money starts to pile, honeys start to wild Top notch drop top make everything he drop hot He dream
no Disappearing in your love Wilder then my wildest dreams.....oooh yeah Now one is the key Two is the door Three is the path that will lead us to four
know he'll be there waiting Four hundred girls in the room And I am all he sees It's time I fought for love I know he'll be there waiting Four hundred
Ain't a whole lot going on Small town Friday night Revving up at a red light On your mark get set go Pass a mom and pop restraunt Same four trucks parked
up, clean cut, and clean shaved. Got the cover off a '68. I fired it up, and let them horses sing. A little pretty thing. A little tan leg Georgia dream
