Dreams - Wet

Some days just aren’t good for anything at all

Feel all those feelings but don’t make that call

Because nobody, nobody, nobody knows what you want

If you don’t too

Feel all those feelings but don’t make that call

Some days just aren’t good, there’s no beauty I see

Say it enough times and God will set you free

Some days just aren’t good for anything at all

Feel all those feelings but don’t make that call

Bring all your dreams to me

Bring all your dreams to me

Feel all those feelings but don’t make that call

Some days just aren’t good, there’s no beauty I see

Say it enough times and God will set you free

Some days just aren’t good for anything at all

Feel all those feelings but don’t make that call

Bring all your dreams to me, I will hold them

Bring all your dreams to me, I will hold them

Lay on your cloth to me, I will fold them

Pile on the cloth to me, I will fold them

Bring all your dreams to me, I will hold them

Pile on the cloth to me, I will fold them

Pile on the cloth to me, I will fold them

Pile on the cloth to me, I will fold them