Make a Tiger - Manana

My king, don’t speak so loud

I might have seen a roaming tiger

Dreams I don’t read

My realest sleep never tames them

My king it wears me out

I’m always being chased by

Dreams I don’t read

My realest sleep never tames them

Same dream again

Same scene again

Flash into my weary eyes

I step around the corner

There’s a car

Taking me out to mountains, stars