Dreams Don't Count Testo

Inside a blue room,
You could tell the sun was coming up
I watched it change the way you look,
Like a sweet chameleon
You were becoming brighter
What a wonderful way to light her

I know that dreams don’t count, count
I know that dreams don’t count
But if it feels real What the hell’s the point of stealing
That image I had of you
From me

This afternoon I thought about
All the lives you’ve lived before
And I just couldn’t block it out
All the songs that you thought were written for you
Well here’s another one for the pile
Can you see my white flag
Across the avenue, tonight?

I know that dreams don’t count, count
I know that dreams don’t count
But if it feels real
What the hell’s the point of stealing
That image I had of you
From me