Neopolitan Dreams Songtext

von Lisa Mitchell

You’ll go and I’ll be okay,
I can dream the rest away
It’s just a little touch of fate,
It will be okay
It sure takes its precious time,
But it’s got rights
And so have I

I turn my head up to the sky
I focus one thought at a time
I do not let the little thieves under my tightly buttoned sleeves
You couldn’t be alone the time
I feel like I am walking blind
I have no where I’ll have time
There are no legible signs
There are no legible signs

I like the way that you talk
I like the way that you walk
It’s hard to recreate
Such an individual game

You wait you turn in the queue
You say your sorries and thank you’s
I don’t think you’re ever
A hundred percent in the room
You’re not in the room
You’re not in the room

Ba da ba da ba da da ba ba da
Da da da da…

Deepest of the dark nights
Here lies the highest of highs
Neopolitan Dreams stretching out to the sea

You wait you turn in the queue
You say your sorries and thank you’s
I don’t think you’re ever
A hundred percent in the room
You’re not in the room
You’re not in the room

Ba da ba da ba da da ba ba da
Da da da da…