Besedila: Candice Jarrett. Real Dream.

They say, "grow up get a real dream" so...
Odd days, the week even so...
Can?t hear myself think if I can?t speak up
Lying here all alone is just my luck
But if you can runaway, runaway.
You can runaway, just my way.
You can runaway, a better place... so...

I don?t trust my own thoughts.
I turn my dreams into a mountain of dust.
Making memories I never had.
I want you to break the skin, hide me inside.
It can?t be bad.

But if you can runaway, runaway.
You can runaway, just my way.
You can runaway, a better place... so...
It?s so hard to believe in me
I feel the world spinning beneath my feet
If you think I?m worth it, I?ll go
Just tell me, tell me so...

Just say so....

You can runaway, runaway.
You can runaway, just my way.
You can runaway, a better place... so...
They say, "Grow up, get a real dream..."
So....