I crawl inside my head and pretend it’s all a dream.
Can a little bit of heaven exist here on green?
Let it go, all your inhibitions
Open eyes see most in the dim of night
And collide with morning light
When the air is clean and the day is new
Because time has a way of pulling you in
And your mind has a way of pushing me out
Your silence can’t give me all the answers
I need to hear what you can never say
