Would you like to be inside?

Would you like to know all the secrets?

Do you think that you can hide?

Would you like to know where the bricks kept?

Dreams born of mud

Shaped into clay

In my dreams

You always walk away

Dreams born of mud

Shaped into clay

The bricks that you throw

They always come my way

Would you like to come aboard?

These new sheets are calling you

Would you like to be alone?

Would you like to take me home?

Dreams born of mud

Shaped into clay

In my dreams

You always walk away

Dreams born of mud

Shaped into clay

The bricks that you throw

They always come my way

I catch the tricks inside my mouth

I catch 'em all between my teeth

It only hurts when I smile

They always fall out when I eat

Dreams born of mud

Shaped into clay

In my dreams

You always walk away

Dreams born of mud

Shaped into clay

The bricks that you throw

They always come my way