Neopolitan Dreams

(originally by Lisa Mitchell) You'll go n I’ll be okay I can dream the rest away Its just a little touch of fate, it will be okay It sure takes its precious time, but it’s got rights and so have I I turn my head up to the sky I focus one thought at a time I do not let the little thieves under my tightly buttoned sleeves You couldn’t be alone, the time I feel like I am walking blind I have no where I’ll have time There are no legible signs [x2] I like the way that you talk I like the way that you walk It’s hard to recreate such an individual game You wait you turn in the queue You say your sorries and thank you’s I don’t think you’re ever A hundred percent in the room You’re not in the room [x2] Deepest, of the dark nights Here lies, the highest of highs Neopolitan Dreams, stretching out to the sea You wait you turn in the queue You say your sorries and thank yous I don’t think you’re ever A hundred percent in the room You’re not in the room [x2]