Dreaming - Kinnie Starr

Sorry that he left you

But what else was a man to do?

Sit around while you drown

Inside your well studied fround

And I’m sorry that he left you

But what else was a man to do?

When his spirit could not bloom

As long as you were in the room

And I know you hold my name

To validate some fallen throne

When you have your own true lane

To blame for tournishing your home

You still hold my name

To validate some fallen throne

When you have your own true lane to blame

You could be dreaming and I’m dreaming

Dreaming, just dreaming

Dreaming, just dreaming

Dreaming, dreaming

And I’m dreaming

Just dreaming

And I’m dreaming

And I’m dreaming

Sorry that I represent

The laying down of some dream

But dreams are not to be won or lost

They are to be dreamed

And life is always moving

Like love moves at its own will

My question to you then would be

Why do you sit so silent

And still hold my name

To validate some fallen throne

When you have your own true lane

To blame for tournishing your home you

Still hold my name

To validate some fallen throne

When you have your own true lane to blame

You could be dreaming and I’m dreaming

Dreaming, just dreaming

Dreaming, just dreaming

Dreaming

And you have your own true lane to blame

You could be, dreaming, dreaming

Dreaming, dreaming

Dreaming, dreaming

Dreaming, dreaming