I wish some dreams would shine as bright as headlights

The way they are shining in my head

I’d rather dream away on something crazy

Than live to see the day my dream was dead

You can pour yourself so much into something

Until your feet ain’t even planted in the ground

You can pour yourself one cup of coffee

Spend the morning trying to figure it out

Here comes the afternoon

Here comes the evening moon

Cicadas are just singing like a choir

Here comes the Sunday dress

Looking to impress

Confessing sins and burning with desire

With desire

I wish I could take the pain the world has given

Spread it out and hold it in my hands

And never let it get too overwhelming

Let it sting enough to remind me who I am

Here comes the afternoon

Here comes the evening moon

Cicadas are just singing like a choir

Here comes the Sunday dress

Looking to impress

Confessing sins and burning with desire

Well I’d lie to myself

If I thought it’d help

I’m trying to bury the one thing

That ain’t for sale

I wish some dreams would shine as bright as headlights

The way they are shining in my head

I’d rather dream away on something crazy

Than live to see the day my dream was dead