Am I still dreaming?
Because sometimes when I wake up with this sick feeling,
I'm not all sane.
This one's left me with a sour taste
And every time I look back I remember less and less
Across the Country I float on to be
In a place reminisced and well rehearsed
Practiced for hours, we'll make this ours
Only time will be...
Sometimes I wish it was fake
And these hundred thousand miles
Were just one pill away
I have a feeling the back burner is still on
And empty hopes and na�ve dreams float and sink
What if it were this way? What if it were that way?
Oh What if? What if?
Mmmmmhmmmhmmm
Oh I'll play for hours but it's beyond my powers
The miles will see...
Sometimes I wish it was fake
And these hundred thousand miles
Were just one pill away