We began to dream one day with a kiss
But it's getting obvious this is just a heavy dream
This candy is lethargic and lulling
Makes us full with nothing, and...
He's winking me from the other side
Who's winking at those blue eyes?

We've got lives before us
We were complete before the start.
Much more exciting and realer than this -
we are on a ride I know will die.
You had your **** hard.
I had a photographer man.
(who makes me hot in turn)

So we are dreaming and it keeps us going
but a dream is not real and it will have to get gone one day.
I will get back to him, my root of desire.
At least, such is my wish.
You will get back to yourself - away from me in a way
and my smoke and my mirrors and my steam
I don't want you - but the dream makes me want to blow you
a kiss.