2 in the morning,
Floating in a space of dreams
Some are fresh others serial..

What i cannot achieve in my days
I can achieve in my dreams
In the silent nights

I become telepathic and telekineticise-
my form to a superhuman
It feels terrific

Turn to a kite and fly away
Time travel to a future day

Taste every feeling
Become anything i feel like

destroy my enemy with a wish
Appear and disappear in a flash

Im dreaming "what if dreams are realities,
and realities are dreams,"

2 AM in the morning,
Im climaxing in the other world...
You might hear grunts often

...feasting on these
Superabilities
Inspiring my future

If i prove myself good,
She might return tomorrow night

If i work hard for her,
She might come true in real life

But most a time,
she remains to be just a sweet dream

so that I will keep dreaming
At 2 in the morning