Fantasisin´ about the future Holdin´ on to the front of the past Hypnotised by the lure It pulls me in sometimes, but never lasts Somewhere in between
My reality and my dreams Somehow it´s above them both Some days, so far below
When I´m occupied I don´t have to think to breathe As long as I´m makin´ better memories ´Cause these things last as far as I can see When I´m up at night And I´m sinkin´ in these sheets And thinkin´ of these memories Yeah, these things last as far as I can see
This is how it works, this is how I learn I´ve got dime to make for when I´ve got time to burn I´ve got things to do and I´ve got things to see Runnin´ on my own time, my imagination´s mine
This place is not the world, the world´s outside
When I´m occupied I don´t have to think to breathe As long as we´re makin´ better memories ´Cause these things last as far as I can see When I´m up at night And I´m sinkin´ in these sheets And thinkin´ of these memories Yeah, these things last as far as I can see
When I´m occupied I don´t have to think to breathe As long as I´m makin´ better memories ´Cause these things last as far as I can see When I´m up at night And I´m sinkin´ in these sheets And thinkin´ of these memories