With bare feet in the sand,
Then you'll know I am dreaming my life out
In a way you won't understand.
I'm slipping right out of your mind, this I know,
And I accept the fact lazily,
For I must go into the next field,
Where grass is green and I'll find peace.
Let me sleep,
Let me dream.
Let me be!
Re-awakening isn't easy when you're tired.
Don't push me: I was taught self-expression
When I was a child and so I know
The best way to go is slow.
Sometimes, when skies are cloud-grey,
And trouble's hanging heavy on your mind,
I advise you: curl up, slide away and
Dream your life out, as I am.
And I'm slipping right out of your mind, this I know,
And I accept the fact lazily,
For I must go into the next field,
Where grass is green and I'll find peace.
Let me sleep,
Let me dream.
Let me be!
Re-awakening isn't easy when you're tired.
Don't push me: I was taught self-expression
When I was a child, and so I see
The best way to be's asleep.
Re-awakening isn't easy when you're tired.
