Lucid Dreams

(альбом: Chasin' Wild Trains - 2004)

Laid on the floor beneath the ceiling fan
Fumbled in the dark until I found your hand
Turn out the lights, I wanna go there again

If I could only live my lucid dreams
I wouldn't break down
I would not wake up screaming
Out of focus, just beyond my reach
I only I, I could live my lucid dreams

Streetlights were yellow and the world spun down
Put on your old jacket and I went to town
I found our old place and I laid down on the lawn

If I could only live my lucid dreams
I wouldn't break down
I would not wake up screaming
Out of focus, just beyond my reach
I only I, I could live my lucid dreams

My lucid dreams in shadows, dreams of light
Neon colors burning bright
Dreams of sweet sangria wine
And you undressed me one more time

I should be riding bareback across the silver sands
Playing lead guitar in Bob Dylan's band
Instead of wrestling the ghosts running loose in my head

If I could only live my lucid dreams
I wouldn't break down
I would not wake up screaming
Out of focus, just beyond my reach
I only I, I could live my lucid dreams