I was half way on my way
Just pass the bus stop
When my bell starts ringing –
oh god, it's him again

I was about to say
if I can't have my way
I could explode or runaway
I need some peace of mind to stay

Dream up the place – no cars no telephones
No little women just dying for men
Dream up the place no love for the heavy load
I'd be on the top of the world like this

You were perfect all the way
‘till I got sick of
the matunal roleplay
- oh god just get it together

You were about to say
You'd always have your way
I couldn't cry or runaway
or live to see the light of day

Dream up the placeÂ…