Neopolitan Dreams - Lisa Mitchell



You'll go and i`ll be okay,

I can dream the rest away.

Its just a little touch of fate

it will be okay.

It sure takes its precious time

but it`s got rights and so have i.



I turn my head up to the sky

I focus one thought at a time

I do not let the little thieves

under my tightly buttoned sleeves

You couldn`t be alone

the time i feel like i am walking blind

I have nowhere, i`ll have time

There are no legible signs

There are no legible signs



I like the way that you talk,

I like the way that you walk.

It`s hard to recreate such an individual game

You wait your turn in the queue,

You say your sorry's and thank you`s.

I don`t think you`re ever

A hundred percent in the room

You`re not in the room

You`re not in the room



Deepest, of the dark nights

Here lies, the highest of highs

Neopolitan dreams

stretching out to the sea

You wait your turn in the queue,

You say your sorry's and thank you's

I don`t think you`re ever

A hundred percent in the room

You`re not in the room

You`re not in the room