Texty: Soft Boys. Dreams.

Dreams are my everything
I'm not here
Dreams are my everything
I don't care

I hear green symphonies
In the silence
I hear black melodies
In the violence

I can't concentrate
On a world I hate
I'm in love with you
What else should I do?

Dreams are my everything
And I mean it
I don't need anything
I can dream it

I can't concentrate
On a world I hate
I'm in love with you
What else should I do?