Your picture on the wall
Is moving by the wind.
The fan is turned up high.
I'm frozen to the bone.
And yet I like the effort.
And I cannot stand to go and turn it off.

It's nights like these
I'm not distracted by the sound.
I sit for hours in a chair inside my head.
There's one more in the attic.
If I brought it down,
You think you'd like to join me, tonight?

And so my dreams,
They fill me up.
They bring me down
And the dry me up.
When I'm with you though,
Smiling, as I know
I only have so long
Before the sun will rise.

A quiet slumber creeps across me,
I am taken.
I feel so unrehearsed,
I'm walking all alone.
And when the light is fading
I'm not surprised to see none other than your own.

And so my dreams,
They fill me up.
They bring me down
And they dry me up.
When I'm with you though,
Smiling, as I know
I only have so long
Before the sun will rise.

And I've been waiting for this
Parallel universe to traverse the distance
From mind to matter.
Let it be for real.
Let me know my future,
Let me be free.
Let me be at ease, please.
Pretty please.

And so my dreams,
They fill me up.
They bring me down
And they dry me up.
When I'm with you though,
Smiling, as I know
I only have so long
Before the sun will rise.
Will rise.
When will it rise?