When you just can't and you're sick of counting the sheep the sunlight in your head just won't let you put the to bed Pick a place to meet pajamas and bare feet on a moonlit street move me to the rhythm your heartbeat
Oh, the places we go Chicago, New York and Toronto and if it starts to snow we can hop train to Mexico where we'll sleep the beach with blankets made of leaves from palm trees and we'll say \"let's leave\" and that's when i'll feel the sun creeping up on
I'll wake up so confused each time I have that dream of you but, if dreamt of me too Does that mean we dreamt the same dream?