I seen you go down to a cold mirror
It was never clearer in my era so
You lick a shine upon your forehead or
Check it by the signs in the corridor
You light my ways through the club maze
We would struggle through the dub daze
I see myself in there upon my lover
Its how you go down to the mens room sink
Sad we talk of how madmen think
I see myself in there upon my lover
I dont know her from another miss
I dont know you from another
See me run now youre gone...dream on
Why you want to take me to this party and breathe
Im dying to leave
Every time we grind we know we severed lines
Where have all those flowers gone
Long time passing
Why you keep me testing, keep me tasking
You keep on asking
Toy-like people make me boy-like
Toy-like people make me boy-like
Theyre invisible, when the trip it flips
They get physical, way below my lips
And everything you got hoi-poloi like
Now youre lost and youre lethal
And nows about the time you gotta leave all
These good people...dream on
Nicer than the bird up in the tree top
Cheaper than the chip inside my lap top
All the variations you could do with me
Nicer than the girl up in your mind youre free
Automatic crystal remote control,
They come to move your soul
Youre gonna fade into the background
Like a better smokell bring you back round
Like a man slide inside you my dear
Your cheap beers filled with crocodile tears
See em run now youre gone...dream on
Toy-like people make me boy-like
Toy-like people make me boy-like
I found a reason
I found a reason
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
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