I am still without devotion
Cause we're all asleep at the wheel
Asleep and so surrounded by what we feel
A bad dream

On a rope and pulled through the ocean
With my heart, I'm lost out at sea
And every kind of thought screams misery
So lonely

I'm a Johnny-come-lately,
but I will not give up
And my words they escape me,
but I'm full of dumb luck
And the world is an oyster, with a poisonous shell
And the look in my eye is a look that can kill

I am not (dream of it) without emotion
I have ran from the pain of my youth
From the mess that I hunt
And the catch and the thrill
And I knew

I am not (dream of it) in the circles of envy
I'd thank God, but then what is he for?
'Cause I left a few white calls at his front door
I'll leave more (dream of it)

I'm a Johnny-come-lately,
but I will not give up (dream of it)
And my words they escape me,
but I'm full of dumb luck (dream of it)
And the world is an oyster, with a poisonous shell
And the look in my eye is a look that can kill

Don't you go, come a little bit closer now
If you like, when you die

March your soul to a little light fire now
If you like, when you die

Speak to me, cry a river and make believe
If you like, when you die

Clasp your hands, do whatever your heart commands
You will find, when you die,
You are mine

(Dream of it)
(Dream of it)

Don't you go, come a little bit closer now
If you like, when you die

March your soul to a little light fire now
If you like, when you die

Speak to me, cry a river and make believe
If you like, when you die

Clasp your hands, do whatever your heart commands
You will find, when you die,
You are mine