Just another dreamer

to the hands of the night

Just another dreamer

by the look of these eyes

He believes that writing sad songs with no guitar

is the way to make her cry



Just another dreamer

to the eyes of his land

Just another dreamer

by the way he replies

That he'll climb the highest mountain without a rope

is the way to make her cry



He prefers to be cool

Cause his life has treated him so cruel

He believes that writing sad songs with no guitar

is the way to make her cry



He prefers to be cool

Cause his life has treated him so cruel

He believes that writing sad songs with no guitar

is the way to make her cry



He prefers to be cool

Cause his life has treated him so cruel



So cruel.... so cruel .... so cruel