As you're holding the covers so tight against your body you're dreaming of tomorrow.
Whispering soft silent words in the darkness of the room we slumbered.
When you wake up from your dreaming, I'll surely fall asleep.
And when I wake up from mine, I'll see you in the eye.
Night after night seek high roads to salvation, have we lost all direction?
Like castaways we drift under bridges and borderlines assumed missing in action.
When you wake up from your dreaming, I'll surely fall asleep.
When we cover up the seams, I was so lonesome, couldn't breathe.
I don't dream American, no I woke up, put my boots on, skipped the polls and medicines. The day was dim, I heard them sing above my head again. It was words I've never sang, but I know they'll sing again. They said wake up, oh, please just wake up.
When we wake up from our dreaming, we won't fall back asleep.
This is America you see, and red is all I see.
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